Emptiness contains.
Out of the great Void a folding chair appeared.
Buddha unfolded it, sat down. The chair broke.
Pieces of it slowly descended through the dimensions
(each dimension a mixture of matter & Spirit).
Like a comet being torn to pieces by the earth's atmosphere,
the chair splintered into hundreds of pieces.
Emptiness contains form.
Each splintered piece of the CHAIR of KNOWING
became one of the world's religions —
but it was only a splinter of truth.
In fact, the chair had not even received
the enormity of Buddha,
because Buddha's truth
is so flippin' big.
Emptiness contains a form of truth.
This truth has to be sat in to be understood.
Even then it's only as big as the chair which holds it.
Even then it's only as big as the chair
which can hold you.
...And even then, there is still a bigger Buddha
waiting to sit down with you
in the chair of understanding.
I mean, "undersitting."
(...There is still an even bigger Buddha
Waiting to sit with you
In the chair of understanding...)
...Make sure he sits down first.
