When a monk came to say good bye to Chao-chou Tsung-shen (778-897), a brilliant Chinese Ch'an master.
-Where will you go?
The monk answered:
-Any place where I can learn Buddha dharma.
After a rain the sky clears to reveal a bright full moon. In every puddle and every beaded drop there is a reflection of moon. If I was standing in front of a mirror and you entered the room behind me I could say "I see you.". Pointing at nothingness and asking for a breakdown of nothingness is a paradox. How does counting every grain in a sandbox clarify the sandbox? The breakdown into quantifiable components is the persuit of linear mind. A ground of being is sought in this action, an attachment.