Huang Po was right on

Huang Po was right on and John Davis, too. Richard Rose became the All, while Merrell-Wolff left many a clue. Harding saw through his head and to the other side. Bernadette turns within and naught does she describe. Maharshi speaks, but much would rather not, His Silence is closer than any bit of talk. All have been to the place you have not, where you leave your self behind. Get there by hunger, get there by pain, strive your whole life through. Look at the looker, then he might crack, to reveal the God that is True.