Nothing matters. It does not matter what you say or do. No good or wrong. Everything is empty and full, together. That is the fun of this book. It is as easy as it is incomprehensible. That what is happening, that what you are doing, how you are doing it, that is it. There is no one doing it, it just happens, by itself. Apparently. But this does not seem to be the truth. There is this deeply rooted idea; you are there and you should be different. That there is a world that should be different. That you can do something. There has to be a road towards something better. This is it. Everything is already complete. No escape, for no-one. This is freedom.