If we sincerely want to become a liberated person, then we have to be willing to be independent in a world where so few truly think for themselves.
You look at it, but it is not to be seen; Its name is Formless. You listen to it, but it is not to be heard; Its name is Soundless. You grasp it, but it is not to be held; Its name is Bodiless. These three elude all scrutiny. And hence they blend and become one.
For which of you desiring to build a tower, does not first sit down and count the cost, whether he has enough to complete it?
No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.
The cosmos is interesting rather than perfect, and everything is not part of some greater plan, nor is all necessarily under control.
