He looks cool sitting there but the fact is this:
He's cooking between 275 and 285 constantly.
Zazen is like that for me sometimes. I'm just sitting, JUST THIS, and it really doesn't look like anything is going on, but even when I don't realize it, things are cooking and maybe one day all the ingredients will become one.
But the metaphor has been stretched too far.
Nothing has to become, only realized.
Greg has a goal. That sitting is changing something on the inside.
My sitting is just realizing what already is and then actualizing it.
But I will still eat the pork when it is done.
That way Greg's sitting will be actualized~