The weapon of a zen warrior is his/her bowl. Emptiness, receptivity. They receive, they experience, then they choose. I've said before that every moment, that Reality is empty, waiting for us to fulfill it. The person of zen fulfills Reality with emptiness, and finds fulfillment in Reality's emptiness. Emptiness meet emptiness, then the void without boundaries, the limitless sky. Like two mirrors meeting each other, reflecting nothing they reveal the Infinite.
And I like to the sky as a metaphor. Because the sky is just a illusion of our eyes. When you go in the sky, in a airplane, or balloon, you can't see the sky, you can't touch anything. The sky is not there. And, if it was there, it wouldn't be infinite. Would it?
This is it.
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