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“But we shouldn’t think of him. What is he anyway? Is he not after all a portion of death in life, materialized out of our conception of emptiness? Whoever he may be, God bless him.” – Daniil Kharms
(from “The Absolute Nonsense of Daniil Kharms” http://numerocinqmagazine.com/2013/01/09/the-artful-artlessness-of-daniil-kharmstranslation-alex-cigale/ )
Obesh Eniac: I love that part. Most people believe that there is such thing as permanent self.
Hence the fear of emptiness. Buddhists believe that there is thought but no thinker.
The body changes, so do thoughts. There’s no permanent consciousness to experience the thoughts.
Our anxiety and negative patterns of thought come from being attached to a fixed self which is
fluid and impermanent by its nature. There’s a similar concept in Sufism. “On the surface,
‘annihilation’ and ‘extinction’ might seem similar. But what a Buddhist extinguishes is craving,
while what a Sufi annihilates is themselves before God.

One must throw oneself into annihilation, which in fact is the fullness of Being. As Rumi reminds us,
“We and our existences are all nonexistences,
but You are absolute Existence, appearing as annihilation.”

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“From the age of six I had a mania for drawing the shapes of things. When I was fifty I had published a universe of designs. But all I have done before the the age of seventy is not worth bothering with. At seventy five I’ll have learned something of the pattern of nature, of animals, of plants, of trees, birds, fish and insects. When I am eighty you will see real progress. At ninety I shall have cut my way deeply into the mystery of life itself. At a hundred I shall be a marvellous artist. At a hundred and ten everything I create; a dot, a line, will jump to life as never before. To all of you who are going to live as long as I do, I promise to keep my word. I am writing this in my old age. I used to call myself Hokusai, but today I sign my self ‘The Old Man Mad About Drawing.'”


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