The “I” must go. I, I, I, aren’t you tired of saying I? That “I” is the problem. Throw it off. That “I” is to be pushed out like shit. All your insides are constipated with ego. Take an enema. Break your image. Get the shit out. ‘First, stop chattering, “I did this, I did that, did, did, did.” Can you sit quiet for a moment doing nothing? Not this, not this, what then? Nothing, no-thing. Sit quiet, sit silent, be still. Stop doing. Shunya, nothing, clean slate, unalloyed joy!