If
your mind isn’t
clouded by unnecessary things,
this is the best season
of your life.
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not even enlightenment will help
Don’t move.
Just die over and over.
Don’t anticipate. Nothing can save you now,
because this is your last moment. Not even enlightenment
will help you now, because you have no other moments.
With no future, be true to yourself —
and don’t move.
the world owes me nothing
Yes, I am
truly a dunce. Living
among the trees and plants,
don’t question me about illusion and
enlightenment. This old fellow just likes to smile to
himself. I wade across streams with bony legs,
and I carry a bag about in fine spring
weather. That’s my life, and
the world owes me
nothing.
three miracles of jesus
There
are three miracles of our
Brother Jesus not yet recorded in the Book:
the first that he was a man like you and me; the second that
he had a sense of humor; and the third that he
knew he was a conqueror though
conquered.
Why do
people hate Jesus,
or at least prefer the ethereal dead
version known as Christ? Because Jesus made
outrageous demands: Love your enemy,
renounce material possessions,
give all you have to
the poor.
A
conservative is
someone who admires radicals
centuries after they’re
dead.
Think of the life
of the great Master Jesus Christ
who was the soul of religion — one sees
that from beginning to end there was nothing
but love and forgiveness. The best expression of love
is that love which is expressed in forgiveness.
Those who came with their wrongs, errors,
imperfections, before the love, that was
all forgiven; there was always a
stream of love which
always purified.
this world is open sky and dustbin
This world
is an open sky and also a dustbin,
giving life to some and death to others;
the outcomes are not controlled
by this world.
Press
your finger into the world
and put it to your nose. You may smell
sweetness, or you may smell dung.
Discernment is possible in
these matters.
True hearts
stay awake if love is possible. The
others have no need for beauty, nor hope of
it. If you are holding gold in your hand,
don’t imagine ways to turn it
into mud.
☯️
The Old Fool wears
second-hand clothes and fills his belly
with tasteless food, mends holes to make a
cover against the cold, and thus the myriad affairs
of life, according to what comes, are done. Scolded, the
Old Fool merely says, “Fine.” Struck, the Old Fool falls
down to sleep. “Spit on my face, I just let it dry;
I save strength and energy and give you no
affliction.” Paramita is his style; he
gains the jewel within.
Platform Sutra of the Sixth Patriarch
🪷
Forget the body.
Let go of sensations
and obsessions and objects.
Do non-doing to the point that thoughts
cease to arise. Releasing mental constructs and
emotional entanglements, you’ll begin
to flow as a sage. Then let go
of that notion on top
of everything
else.
