I take a facing to panorama big ocean view in front of my eyes, lokking around it so calmly, its big ocean either looks at me, I can see it so soon.

Air stream passes through my skin, so pleasantly, wind itself which touches me seems to feel by itself my body tangibility, my feeling would be so surely.

Toward me looking up to the sunny blue sky, it calmly looks down along me.

Beautifl moon doesn’t make anything lighted contact her, but it gazes at me looking at her so carefully.

It is never my mind illusion.
Any material must have eyes to look at everything, and tangiblity to feel wind blowing and passing to each of them either.

Materials, being itself, time must have own mind, and memory either.
Why aren’t we permitted to judge that all what we know to be concerned with our own mind must be the sole mind?

Actually, looking at something is simultaneously what we are looking at it would be looked by what we look at anyime, isn’t it?

Listening to something sounding can be adopted to its viewpoint, cannot be?

Being thing sounding to us is not always doing so in front of the one who listens to it.

But the one which sounds can be said that it does so in awareness toward the one who listnes to it in intentional condition, either.

But especially, sensation what to be looked at according to what to look at seems to be connected with skin tangibility of us, so directly, at least in my daily impression.

(to be continued)

(Jun. 15, 16th. 2019)