“A man goes to knowledge as he goes to war:
wide-awake, with fear, with respect, and with absolute assurance.
Going to knowledge or going to war in any other manner is a mistake,
and whoever makes it might never live to regret it”
― Carlos Castaneda
The Teachings of Don Juan: A Yaqui Way of Knowledge
A bird in a secluded grove
sings like a flute.
Willows sway gracefully
with their golden threads.
The mountain valley grows
quieter as the clouds return.
A breeze brings along the
fragrance of the apricot flowers.
Sitting here a whole day in peace,
Till my mind is cleared of all cares,
I would tell you more,
but words fail.
If you come to this grove,
you will see yourself.
if i claim to understand
it surely means i do not
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When Bodhidharma came to China, he saw that most Chinese learners did not grasp the truth of Buddhism. They merely sought it through interpretation of texts and thought of the changing phenomena all around them as real action. Bodhidharma wished to make these eager learners see that the finger pointing at the moon is not the moon itself. The real truth is nothing but one’s own mind.
Thus, he maintained that the real teaching must be transmitted directly from one mind to another, without the use of words.
Madness, the way they
gallop off to foreign shores!
Turning to the One Mind,
I find my Buddhahood,
Above self and others,
beyond coming and going.
This will remain when all else is gone.
The question clear,
The answer deep,
Each particle,
Each instant a reality,
A bird call shrills
Through mountain dawn:
Look where the old
Master sits, a rock, in Zen.
I think I made the mistake of assuming you understand more than you do.
Words are tremendously powerful and important and are the magical property of whoever has them.
What if the Divine were a rascal?
What if the Divine loved you so much that he can’t stop himself from breaking all rules and loving you whoever you are and whatever you’re doing?
He says: fix your mind on me?
Fix your mind on unstoppable love.
Fall in love with love itself. Let’s be teenagers with God.
Let’s sneak out and meet under the moon.
Any trouble will be worth it.
@hakimasaid What if the Divine were a rascal?
What if the Divine loved you so much that he can’t stop himself from breaking all rules and loving you whoever you are and whatever you’re doing?
He says: fix your mind on me?
Fix your mind on unstoppable love.
Fall in love with love itself. Let’s be teenagers with God.
Let’s sneak out and meet under the moon.
Any trouble will be worth it.
~ David Harshada Wagner
Sorry, but this sounds kind of creepy, stalkerish, and controlling to me, with a strong hint of mania.
Maybe not quite a "Brian Laundrie" version of Pascal's Wager, but almost.
The waterfall on South Mountain hits the rocks,
Tosses back its foam with terrifying thunder,
Blotting out even face-to-face talk.
Collapsing water and bouncing foam soak blue moss,
Old moss so thick
It drowns the spring grass.
Animals are hushed.
Birds fly but don’t sing
Yet a white turtle plays on the
Pool’s sand floor
Under riotous spray,
Sliding about with the torrents.
The people of the land are benevolent.
No angling or net fishing.
The white turtle lives out its life, naturally.
What sages learn
Is to return their nature
To the beginning
And let their minds
Travel freely in
Openness.
What developed people,
Learn is to link their nature
To vast emptiness and,
Become aware of the
Silent infinite.
Whether you are going or staying, sitting or lying down, the whole world is your own self. You must find out whether the mountains, rivers, grass, and forests exist in your own mind or exist outside it. Analyze the ten thousand things, dissect them minutely, and when you take this to the limit, you will come to the limitless.
I have to let my ego float off on the water like a viking funeral, burning for the gods. Nothing is about me, nothing. There's peace in that. So many things are not about us, for us, or against us-- they are just part of the human condition & outside our control or influence.
@rookie54said I have to let my ego float off on the water like a viking funeral, burning for the gods. Nothing is about me, nothing. There's peace in that. So many things are not about us, for us, or against us-- they are just part of the human condition & outside our control or influence.
~Roz
Roz sounds like one of the most egocentric people on the planet.
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10 Jun '22 00:21
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