You cannot achieve it. As you proceed, your pursuit will establish new -forms- of goals and new domains in which to pursue them, simultaneously. None of these can be gained or lost. You cannot pursue it for the same reason. It cannot be chased or captured. Yet, you will set out and pursue it without cessation. In fact, you will find new ways to give chase. It cannot be captured. Your chase becomes
a whisper, and then transforms.

It cannot be practiced. Yet it is at once crucial that you practice, and also totally unnecessary. Since this is confusing, blindness has taken up the throne once more. Practice will inform and enstructure you such that you may have a chance to become yourself. It creates opportunities and strengths useful and diverse. You will practice what cannot be practiced, with attention, sincerity, and sobriety of mind and heart.

You will find that it is unbearable. And it is. And you will bear it. Even as it becomes less bearable. You are the way of bearing it. This way opens endlessly. Your first breath was just as this way is. Was it really a problem?

It cannot be discussed. Even the words of the wise are crude marks made in slippery offal. Greasy. Untenable. Repugnant in comparison. You cannot talk about it, and you cannot stop, either. Now what? Still, there are ways to point that use talking but are not ordinarily understood.

What is understood?

No one can help you. None. You must become yourself. You will become the wall, and the wall will be the mind and the tricks and the habits and the rabbit. You will suffer, and you will shed the stories and the endless deceptions that vie for your agreement and attention. You will burn. Freeze. Fall. Rise. It’s okay, be torn apart. The lake becomes a mist. The mist a cloud. Rain. The river. Oceans.

Dreaming.

You will be the mountain, and you will melt slowly into the rivers, rise into clouds, fall as rain, burn in the green or death of forests. You will be the ocean. Supple and forever. You will make the wrath in storms, and the calm in springtime. The sun, your navel, the moon your eye.

Though the vessel is crucial its importance is grossly misapprehended. And this is precisely as it should be. For you must practice what cannot be practiced. Arise in being born and lost. You will say what cannot be said, bear what cannot be borne, live what no one has lived, and know what seeing comes from.

You, standing free of time and language and everything known, will become yourself. The beginning was precisely thus.

Now is precisely the beginning.