broken vision / koanic iteration
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           try F11
 

Malaise displays a glass curtain,   a cosmic television,   a taxi window to nowhere,

A veilled collusion of dull illusion,   a coalescence of confusion.

In tranquility,   the curtain falls,   the t.v. is broken,   the taxi window shattered.

Nothing,   in nowness,    remains...

A clarity of being,   and bright existence.

A singularity,   and the Tao,    its root.  

Only listen to infinite Buddhas pose a visual koan.