Realizing that nothing can last, that all is as dreamlike illusion.
No thought, no reflection, no analysis, no cultivation, no intention; let it settle itself.
One torch can dissipate the accumulated darkness of a thousand aeons.
Don’t recall. Don’t imagine. Don’t think. Don’t examine. Don’t control. Rest.
It is not the outer objects that entangle us. It is the inner clinging that entangles us.
Let go of what has passed. Let go of what may come. Let go of what is happening now. Don't try to figure anything out. Don't try to make anything happen. Relax, right now, and rest.