How to Die

Quantum Source ... Quantum World ... Quantum Void ... Quantum You!

You cannot decide to let go.

But you can use the body.

Clench a fist. Then open it.

Clench again. open it.

Feel the fist show the body: open.

You cannot decide to let go.

It already exists, as everything,

just like silence.

Just like meditation.

Dissertations, arcane volumes, all the layers of consciousness,

None of them are letting go.

That’s the menu, not the food.

You cannot see the edge of wanting not to die and wanting to die.

Other polarities show themselves.

This one hides at the brink of extinction.

Dancing there in the night,

knowing the least trying sets off the polarities again.

You cannot decide to give up, or let go.

You are not lost.

Remember: All sacred threads spring from deep inside the body.

Open the fist. The night opens wide.

Like all the polarities, it ends in a great laugh.

Finding you are nothing already.

Always have been.

The belly laugh, the sweet surprise of being found at last,

after hiding for so long, playing with wanting to hide,

wanting to be found.

Neither happens.

The laugh is everything.