Vichara

Who am I?

Mist and breath.

Who am I?

A ghost in a shell. 

Who am I?

Hey! 

Who's asking?

Don't know:  neti, neti, neti. 

Whoever it is, he's some kind of crazy painter. 

Hey!

Who are you painting, there, Michael?

I once asked a Sunim: what's the sound of one hand clapping?

"Don't tell him, Subha."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Seoul

Downtown Jinju on a Thursday night.
Floating down the sidewalk.
Looking for A/V cables.
Who built this city, claustrophobic and dirty?

A vision of Seoul, two thousand years ago:
Han river people.
They are bamboo and grass.
They are Sun and Earth.

I must go to ancient Seoul.