is sweet, visions are beautiful. With our eyes closed and
hearts calm, we taste truth. This is our heaven, this is our
bliss. We do not need to dress this up, nor do we need to push
it forward. It moves of its own accord.
let us ask, Why do people wear perfume and cologne? Why do
they wear makeup or get their hair styled? Quite simply,
because they're ugly, and they stink. We
all are. It¡¯s this
flesh that we have. The flesh has no
smell, nor is it beautiful. Just ask a surgeon or
moritian. Just as other mammals, we carry urine and feces in
our hind quarters. Under a shiny, new naval ring is a yellow
layer, then a white layer of toxic fat, then miles of gut filled
with decomposing food.
the flesh is ugly and putrid. It is so much so that some
people must spend hours every morning and years of their life
continuously primping, trimming, decorating and adjusting. It
is to drown this disgusting flesh in savory sauce - to make it more
palatable. To not realize the true taste of this dish - to be
fooled by mere appearances - is the utmost folly. To worship
bones, blood and other unclean things in a bag of skin is pure
no matter how this flesh is embellished, it will never be as sweet
as spirit - nor as gorgeous as truth itself.