Hunger-satisfaction, creation-destruction, birth-death.
On an infinite time line all follow their natural course patterns that repeat themselves ad infinitum. Cycles of emptiness and fullness. As humans are getting overwhelmed by looking at these cycles discretely, cutting out a slice that is static and looking at it with a magnifying class. And we lose the absolute moment of experiencing which is ever flowing right here, right now. Nothing to grasp, nothing to hold on to–be one with whatever presents itself without wanting it otherwise. And the mystery of each moment unfolds, each moment a fresh beginning, and the great way opens up right in front of you.
Wilbur Mushin May