Sherrie Lee wrote:

That suicide is recommended by the discipline reconstructed (in that
part) as Zen and overheard by a 12-year-old hookey-player as The Church.

"Unless ye die, ye shall not live," yatta.
It's an utterly poor rendition in both cases, as Zen founds
everything on "The Void," which appears to be nothing more than the
usual way to get rid of the conservation of natural law (as the U.S.
asserted to have done in 1886 so that "there can be no doubt that the
law is whatever the People Want"), and Darling Jesus overheard parts
of Water and Air, but never even heard /of/ Earth, Homos, and Fire,
as they weren't discussed in the entrance exam or trivium, and he
only listened at the doorway.
Alternatively, "Void" is merely the only "subatance" the orient
could imagine, let alone measure, that was "everywhere the same as
itself."
But it can conserve nothing -- not even extension, which is what
makes the concept (or perhaps it's only those who wallow in it) so
amusing.
Just as the only reason the universe "must expand or collapse" is
that in 1886 it was Ordered to consist in Perfectly Empty Space
("Void") with quasi-eternal thingies (incl "souls") in it.

"Soul" is a /verb/ that, like a flame, goes /out/, and for the same
reasons.
Indeed, it goes out every night when your head hits the pillow (if
you put a rock in the pillow).
A baby is a flame on the end of a brand new candle, one who has
neither a match or a shoelace, let alone a woodpile.
And he spends his entire life squalling that nothing is worth
anything because the end of the fuken candle is /right down there/...

So he invents this fantasy that he's gonna sitteth on the Right Hand
A JEEZuss to have his Man-hood fondled for A-a-a- Eternity.
Which is conveniently a Perfect Excuse for spending "This Life"
shitting in "This World."
Not to mention shitting on those who commit the Blasphemy of
eating the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge.