The student asked the Teacher; How do I make New thoughts?
Old thoughts die, or disappear, or move into elements. Thoughts begin as a seed you may plant in your darkness, as a little star or island of knowing in the vast unknown. The thought knows itself in the seed, and feels it there. The seed tastes, and discovers all that is new for it. At first fear - but the mother of it touches it from afar. The mother has a knowledge it activates in the seed. The seed has intuition! And the thought eats the darkness around it and becomes illumined and shines in the soul it is born.