In this AWESOME and PERFECT teaching, t.k. delivers a masterful exposition on emptiness-nothingness-openness as the essence of reality, through explaining his poem:

62.

There is a homeland of wisdom where my beloved dwells. It is
an openness irreducible, untouched by sorrows. It is a place
where every thing is lost, and the beloved appears as the
everything radiance of without cause.

There, there can be no thought, no concept; lover and beloved
do not signal the separation of the number two, nor do they
imagine Oneness. They refuse that game.

No truth or untruth, no good or bad, no stages of the path, no
mantra, samaya, deity, or tantra, nothing to do and nothing left
undone.

There, there is no Christian or Buddhist, no Trump or Clinton,
no five element play and no substanceless light.

There, there is no self and no other, no terrorist or friend, no
immigrant or native. There, there is no duality nor non-duality,
no prayer, no meditation, no work and no relaxation, no
beings, no Buddhas, no birth, no death.

There, in the Utterly Nothing Palace, my beloved and I cavort
in love untouched by care or worry. Oh, yogi and friend, I
hope you too will join us in our Nobody

Nowhere Palace, the Apophatic Palace