Chapter 7: The Treasure Which Endures
Death happens near you, but never to you. It happens in the neighborhood, but never at the center; it happens at the circumference. You have never died, you cannot die. Mountains disappear, clouds come and go, but the sky remains the same. And you are the sky. The nature of the self is just like space: empty, infinitely empty, formless. Everything happens within it, nothing happens to it. This is what Jesus means:
Do you also seek for the treasure which fails not, which endures, where no moth comes near to devour and where no worm destroys.
Enough for today.