The only thing you wish to transform is a misbegotten piece of residue to which you cling like a drowning person in an ocean. It is giving way beneath you. Then what will you do? Look at the you who wishes to transform, not at the residue. Turn around in your consciousness and look. Who is it looking at your mind and your mind stuff? If you say "me," you are wrong, mistaken, still a poor deluded fool hypnotized by his own hypnosis.
You cannot grasp the Ungraspable. But you can see It. And there is no longer you. Both seer and seen are gone. The seer is no longer making a seen. You are It.
The thin skin of the balloon disappears. The air inside and the air outside are same air.
Awareness expands.
But you shout! I want to be somebody!
Okay, then you are still on the wheel and you can give it another round.
No, no! I want to be a little wheel in heaven and be taken care of forever.
Okay, then you are still on the wheel and you can give it another round.
No, no! I simply want more adventure. Adventure with You. Adventure as You.
Hmmm. . . I think I have just the job for you. Have you ever heard of Bodhisattva? Come with Me.
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