Photograph by Tero Tahtinen

"To talk about birth, is to talk about no birth." Heppakirjat is a practice. Spiritual noiseworks against the endtimes. A lineage of fools in feral heat, sitting cross legged on these cold mountains. An essence embodied in the tricksterspirit: missing teisho for a sneak peek of the washer women. Forgetting most of the important stuff and filling the blanks. Always the voyeur.

"As a lamp, a cataract, a star in space, an illusion, a dewdrop, a bubble, a dream, a cloud, a flash of lightning, view all created things like this."

Heppakirjat would not exist without Shide: a humble bow to my brother Timbo on the west coast - l'ectrowizard extraordinaire.

May all beings be free from suffering and the cause of suffering.