“Be islands (lamps) unto yourselves,
Be a refuge unto yourselves with no other refuge.
Let the Dhamma be your island,
Let the Dhamma be your refuge,
with no other refuge.”
_Cakkavati-Sihanada Sutta: The Lion’s Roar on The Turning of The Wheel_
my body is like a phantom..
like bubbles on a stream..
my mind, looking into itself..
is as formless as empty-space..
yet somewhere within,
sounds are perceived..