"All kinds of poetry emphasizes the theme of Transience. And, there’s a kind of nostalgic beauty to it. “A banquet hall deserted, after the revelry, all the guests have left and gone on their ways. And the table, with overturned glasses, crumbled napkins, bread crumbs, dirty knives and forks, lies empty. And the laughter echoes only in one’s mind… And then the echo goes, the memory, the traces are all gone.” That’s the end, you see? Do you see, in a way, how that is saying the most Real state is the state of Nothingness? That’s what it’s all going to come to.
- Excerpt from The State of Absolute Nothing by Alan Watts
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