Revealing the universe to be originally one piece, separateness has already vanished as nothing more than an idea we've been holding onto.

But what comes with all this light, colour and noise? What shall we call it before it has a name?

The world sitting as one piece expresses itself through the eyes and ears, the nose, the skin, bones and flesh of this monk.

There it is, birds, trees, flowers, roads, myself and others.....