suchness flies solo

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n’ – the ubiquitous dimension of ‘now-this-here’ – is not a thing; it could never be any kind of fixed object with independent existence.  It’s easy to understand that nothing perceived can ever be a solid separate ‘thing’:  in order for any ‘thing’ to be an object, it needs a subject.  And we cannot provide any subject without it turning likewise into an object.  So, what perceives ‘n’ and all its phenomenal contents?

When I stop and sit and shut up, the suchness of ‘n’ is simply apparent as ‘now-this-here’-i n g.

Try as I might, I cannot find a separate perceiver of this suchness.  If it has no subject how can it be an object?  It flies solo.  Yet – it is my source and substance.

~

awareness, to the ‘n’

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wherever one goes,
all places are ‘here’

whatever one perceives,
all phenomena are ‘this’

whenever one’s alive,
all time is ‘now’

this is my acronym-based version
of the mathematician’s ‘n’ degree (nth)
– the now-ing, this-ing, and here-ing

awared by the ‘I’ thing
or rather, no-thing,
that’s their source
and substance

~

the palm fronds are trembling

09

there’s a man’s voice
there’s merry whistling
there’s ceaseless traffic

someone’s coughing
doves are calling
songbirds are singing

there’s a screen door slamming
there’s a white car passing by
there’s a stooped woman, hurrying

the palm fronds are trembling
green tea steams in this raku cup
a fountain pen scribbles

there’s a body beating

there’s the singing silence of this stillness
which is the source and substance of all sound

~