I do very little other than sit, looking out the window, waiting for realization, recognition, revelation, insight, understanding, perceiving, knowing, grasping, getting it, finally, at last.

Looking out the window is my favorite way of self-inducing trance states, which are essential in putting myself in the receiving mode for making connections and seeing what’s what with all of the contradictions, incompatibilities, anomalies, conundrums, paradoxes, enigmas, mysteries, puzzles, riddles, etc. that litter the path and cloud the way, day by day.

I understand that playing the drums also works, and tried it once, but the neighbors would have none of my approach to enlightenment. So, I took the way of quietude, emptiness, stillness, silence for the sake of “peaceful abiding, here, now.”