“When we see emptiness, the King of Death can’t catch up with us. Death can’t reach us. Why? Because there’s no “us.” There are just piles of form, piles of feelings, piles of perceptions, piles of fabrications, piles of consciousness, that’s all. So where’s the person? Like that beehive over there: If all the bees leave and you try to take the hive, will you touch any bees? No, because it’s empty. All you’ll touch will be the beeswax. You don’t know where the bees went, because they don’t live there anymore.
That’s how the Buddha taught. Take your views outside of “self” in that way, and you run out of questions. And not only do you run out of questions, there are also no answers. No questions. No one to answer the questions.
That’s where everything runs out. You know what it’s like when things run out? “Running out” means there’s nothing there.”