“All life is suffering.”
They say that life is an Elegy, but not all life is mourning. Ornamenting in the dark void, A thunderbolt, pristine in the midnight mint, a Sa-Madhi ecstasy of electrical power. An eccentric mind can embrace this noble truth, apply it to the elements surrounding and inspiring it. See it for what it is. A Satori (UNDERSTANDING); Yab-Yum (Father-Mother); the forest’s subtle
hollow mossy, cedar scented dawn, filled with sounds of songbird. A force of nature; Matcha tea in the crisp morning; a sip of joy, gladness, serenity, madness and ecstasy; A multi-swarm of life, ecstasy by nature, becoming one. They say that all life is suffering.
-Nothing is good, but in a way everything together as one is.