« Body Sits, Unoccupied »

Mind snaps portraits of itself:

"Thought is graphite. Zen (a state of no-thought) is an eraser. Both - the ends of one and the same mind-pencil. Nothing to do with this bit of digital ink but to renew the browser."

Again:

"Living at the speed of reality. Does not get any faster as slow as it seems. For now..."

Again:

"I am waiting for nothing. Life is right on time. Reset the quicksand of your mind to now:"

And again:

"Body sits, unoccupied. Myth of mind debunked again."

Method finally reveals itself:

"Penetrate through any hodgepodge of assertions like an arrow of clarity that you are."