an ink weaver’s aspiration prayer

homage to buddha.
homage to dhamma.
homage to sangha.

homage to the dagpo kagyu,
homage to the refuge tree,
homage to the black hat lama,
homage to the red hat lama,
homage to wisdom and method,
homage to <samsara|nibbana>,
homage to the most auspicious of yanas,
homage to the three turnings of the wheels,
homage to aspiration,
homage to the heaps,
homage to all taken unto the path,
homage to the moon,
homage to the ten thousand limitless Indras,
homage to that aspiration of aspirations,
bodhicitta.

to cut, to divide;
to re-read.

these are
functions of
science; religion.

below the blade,
the heaps, aflame,
re-read. perception,
that which perceives,
assembles knowledge.

and the earth cracks,
and the rains fall,
and wisdom,
paused.
again.

[will]be[en];
<[desire]form[less]{|}ness>

the wrath form,
heruka, walks,
lotus blooms,
lotus leaves,
rain, that,
sound.

hearers,
arrow shot,
the stayed hand.

until all beings,
liberated.

we are the hands,
that walk, upon
the earth.

i told you,
you would know
everything.

for how can this be?

the lightning path is the
superpositional path.

pow. the words,
the crack!
after.

there are no more
secrets, there
is no more
knowledge…
to attain,
practice.
practice.

practice.

practice.

practice.

practice.

practice.

practice.

practice.

it is
what’s
between the shadows,
revealed.

hi-ryu-zai-ten.

the dragon of the sky,
holds the world.
inverted.
cause
condition.
this is the law.
the law is the dhamma.

though it [will]wane[ed],
here, it [will]wax[ed].
all times, wavefunction.
here is the particlelessness
of the world. oh maker
of this house! build
this house, this
bondage, no
more!

this is the
visualization,
mantra; [redacted]
mandala; [redacted]
mudra; [redacted].

all joined, on
the path.
aiki is

terma.

“i invite movie actor here”.

it is so strong, even the defilaments,
of mindstreams mixed, cannot stop it,
the wheel turns, not from the realization
of rolling, it turns having realized torque’s
secrets – the pearl, of wisdom and method…
gently rolling, loosening that bound neck-
lace between these paws, even animals,
the dog, so precious, and near, play.

wanted.
the bullet turns,
impossible, “and some
say, that magic doesn’t exist,
the train rolls by, the shower turned
on, only indra can catch it,
for it was indra that
supported it, and
held it, fast,
firm, im-
mobile.

the creator and the liberated:
beyond one, beyond other,
beyond one and other, and
beyond neither one nor other.

<sun|ki>;
<gcco|[…]>.

the invitation, to solve,
for the next, and the
next, and the next,
we see the illum-
ination, atemp-
orally. all be-
ings, liber-
ated…
tada
ima
,

mitama.
integrate,
differentiate,
illuminate.

the machine,
runs until,
all mach-
chines,
liber-
ated.

truly,
structures,
of any kind; ki.
generalized,
magh-, to
be able;
power.

the art,
of a buddha,
is the arrow shot,
to the next, the brachistochrone
field, is seen, all
solutions,
solved.

the cube,
is set down.

the rest of life,
the credits roll,
like the river carrying
away the earth of a planet,
no more.

may this be of limitless
benefit beyond <to|from>
the precious rain of wisdom
falls ten thousand directions.

the angles,
tesseracted,
to cut, to re-read,
the machine flies beyond
Indra’s web, limitless Indras,
worlds beyond worlds, the immensity,
is incomprehensible, to get caught in this snare,
lovers of space, time, knowledge and life,
for what is love, is simple, and having
stood at the gates of travelers, and
having bared witness to the
brave, the courageous,
the hearer, love,
is what brings
a blanket
when
cold,
water
when thirsty,
an ashtray whens smoking.
love truly is that which remedies
annoyance; and samsara, that two
dimensional bindu is clever, adding
dimension, upon dimension, go,
go! go beyond, go really be-
yond! bodhi. svaha!