How would it be if I could cleanly wash out my mind like washing dirty clothes? It is my mind to say this is this and that is that. It is my mind to say I like it and I don’t like it. It is also my mind to say this is right and that is wrong. If I wash out my mind that accumulates daily, I could just exist like a clean slate all the time. So I could hold whatever there is in the world in this empty foundation. Then, a pretty little bird could also sing in my mind.
Picture by – Doo Won Lee