Welcome To The Claw

There is no beginning. There is no end. There is no life. There is no death. When the students gaze upon the failure of their teacher, they do not learn from this. They do not then become the teacher. The embarrassment and shame of the teacher are not felt by the students. They are not bothered by shame or class or mistakes or failure. Children only live by one rule, which is the rule of the jungle. They are clay. And to sculpt clay is an art. The student takes the form of the teacher, but when failure is so at hand and so palpable, one cannot help but to immerse onesself in it. If the teacher is to break down, it is no fault of the student. The student can never be blamed. Such is the relationship of student and teacher.

If you believe time to exist or life to exist, it is not a deficiency but a misguidance. One cannot do but what one has been taught. And if the law of the jungle is the only rule by which one lives, there is no time nor life nor death.