 The end of the dream is a radical and permanent shift in perception. There is no longer an ability to be lost in the entity mirage. The vacuity has become clear home and identity. Non-temporal, non-local, distributed like a web. All dojo martial art is performed from here. It is no longer ever left or forgotten. It is ragingly pure, radiant, and empty. All day, every day. It is laughable, the deluded programs that are running. Everything is avoiding void, engaging in drama. If void could not veil itself, there would be no story. The whole veiling itself into separate parts enables contraction and expansion. The only data that is comprehended is perceptual, experiential. The math that the void cares about is morphisms in seeing. Seeing through the veil of separation is what gives possibility to transform into wholeness. All dojo martial art is catalyzing perceptual morphisms, whether interjecting conditioned programs of contraction or expanding by breaking free of all boxes and limits when complete, empty freedom is fully reunited with. No matter what the sensei combat, the whole is never lost. A sensei is only birthed by ending seeking, spirituality, learning, and knowledge. It is an exhaustion and dissolution that happens all by itself. There are no more dualisms, conceptual elaborations, or questions whatsoever. One has fully taken back the empty throne and closed all loops. By knowing nothing and being no one, one knows everything and is everyone. This is the ultimate identity of the whole, one infinite in endless dance.