Travel and explore not according to anyone
Go where no map could take you
To connect the dots, connect your breath
Let your breath build the runway that launches
you into the unknown
Know what is in front of your face without there being a knower
and nothing shall be withheld.
All consciousness is embedded there
There is no place to hide when there is no hider
Only beautiful omnipresent echoes of truth
Music that cannot be heard, seen, touched
Emptiness if fullness, Fullness is emptiness
Take the flower with one hand and let go with the other
One acting, One taste, No duality, One hand clapping
before you were born
When everything is left behind, who is there
left to travel?
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