Two small phrases:  ‘germ of the ultimate’ counterpoised in playoff with ‘husk of convention’ really set off the fuse of cosmic association within me just now. I encountered those wonderful terms in an explication of Buddhist poetry.

They may not mean a thing to you but to me they mean and reveal everything! Just the way they are!

I’ll elaborate with an opaque explication of my own.

Think of a germ within a vast universe. This is spirituality and how it comes to be awakened in some kind of figurine of speech, so to speak, so to open up to think. But it’s the husk of convention that really gripped me. For this husk of convention is my experience of life in the physical incarnation. Nigh everybody I’ve encountered in my so-called ‘upbringing’ is a Hüsker Dü of convention. For sooth. The husk of convention is that by which we are all judged, evaluated, assessed, and appointed some signification, allotted some value, merit/demerit, allocated some status, bound and/or loosed.

And, until I began to learn how to begin to practice to transcend, this ubiquitous Hüsker Dü business bothered me like an incessant fly to my game of horse. But the germ of the ultimate is the thing that can set us all free from the confines of convention. Peal away the husk! Come and join the joyful living!

And prior to all of this and during all of this I have been and am simply a human being spiritual.

But it has always been innate and intimate within me to strive for the germ of the ultimate to shuck off the husk of convention. And with practice I am beginning to learn. With devotion is my place in the calm peace in the vast still space in the center of the germ within the ultimate.

I say this ‘cause I know this.

*Buddhist poetry thanks to Jetsun Dragpa Gyaltsen. Explication thanks to Khenpo Migmar Tseten.