Kerouac:

Those dreams that seem so real vanish with the speed of a lightning flash...
False imagination and erroneous reasoning---everyone in the world pitifully----
Nirmanakaya can be willed...

The Wise are Dead

Held blearily together by form all things are waiting for dissolution yet is nothing evolving and nothing disappearing
...
Stop Dreaming, it's all One Milky Fleece. . . .
You don't have to be eating, taking in all the time. . .
Lucien and Allen: they talked themselves out of the Absolute and are now
deeply engrossed in psychoanalysis, world-discrimination, and "work". . .

When it is realized that there is nothing born, and nothing passes away, then there is no way to admit being and non-being, and the mind becomes quiescent.

And the wise are established in their true abode which is the realm of quietude.

. . . . . . The seas sawed terribly. . .