THE VICTORIOUS ONES

The victorious ones love to immerse themselves in namelessness. To speak of this is to fulfil the dream of sealing over forever the indivisible meaning. That nothing has a name is ‘ultimate’ only in the sense that space is. To give any one name to what is is similar to a blind bird’s searching for the end of the sky. No one could possibly distort the ultimate meaning that nothing has a name. To be immersed in namelessness is to apply a timeless seal. It is impossible for this unelaborated knowledge to have a final limit.