“Upon learning to see, a man becomes everything by becoming nothing. He, so to speak, vanishes and yet he’s there. I would say that this is the time when a man can be or can get anything he desires. But he desires nothing, and instead of playing with his fellow men like they were toys, he meets them in the midst of their folly. The only difference between them is that a man who sees controls his folly, while his fellow men can’t. A man who sees has no longer an active interest in his fellow men. Seeing has already detached him from absolutely everything he knew before.”
โ Carlos Castaneda
A Separate Reality: Conversations With Don Juan
What is the truth? The truth is the reality of mind. The reality of mind is formless and pervades the ten directions. It is being used presently, right before your eyes, yet people do not trust it sufficiently, so they accept terms and expressions, seeking to assess Buddhism conceptually in the written word. They are as far away as the sky is from earth.
~ Lin Chi (d ~867)
@rookie54 saidSorry, but I don't quite agree with Dogen on this, as he seems to be expressing a preference for some kind of imaginary extreme.
Do we not cherish the
Infinite brightness
Of the one bright pearl?
Who can surpass
The virtue of this
Brilliant, radiant pearl
That covers the universe?
The essence of causality
Never ceases and
The pearl is always bright.
It is our original face and enlightened eye.
~ Dogen (1200-1253)
@rookie54 saidThis might have been better if he had left off the last line, from my POV.
Sitting on top of a boulder
The gorge stream icy cold
Quiet fun holds a special charm
Fogged-in on deserted cliffs
A fine place to rest
The sun leans and tree shadows sprawl
While I view the ground of my mind
A lotus comes out of the mud.
~ Cold Mountain
@rookie54 saidI think the last two lines of this probably completely get in the way of whatever might have been intended.
Each night I gaze upon a pond,
A Zen body sitting beside a moon.
Nothing is really there, and yet
It is all so clear and bright,
I cannot describe it.
If you would know the empty mind,
Your own mind must be as clear and bright
As this full moon upon the water.
~ Chiao Jan (785–895)
@kevin-eleven saidBeauty springs from ugliness. This is a very Buddhist attitude. In itself, nothing is beautiful or ugly, neither a flower nor mud; it is only human prejudice which calls one beautiful and the other ugly.
This might have been better if he had left off the last line, from my POV.
“Participate joyfully in the sorrows of the world.” — Buddha
@moonbus saidAll plants and flowers come out of the mud, even Venus flytraps, cabbages and stinging nettles. And seeking beauty from ugliness is already and indication that one has missed the point. If there is a point, which there probably isn’t, and it’s better that way as it keeps them desperately grasping at the rarity of it. And therein lay the energy and secret of the legacy of this wisdom.
Beauty springs from ugliness. This is a very Buddhist attitude. In itself, nothing is beautiful or ugly, neither a flower nor mud; it is only human prejudice which calls one beautiful and the other ugly.
“Participate joyfully in the sorrows of the world.” — Buddha
Just make sure that when they quote you, they use your full name. Unless it’s already an emerging brand, in which case drop the prefix.
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What truth am I talking about? I am talking about truth of the ground of mind, which can enter into the ordinary and the sacred, into the pure and the polluted, into the absolute and the conventional, and yet is not the absolute, conventional, ordinary, and sacred, but is able to give names to all the absolute, conventional, ordinary, and sacred. Someone who has realized this cannot be labeled by the absolute or the conventional, by the ordinary or sacred. If you can grasp it, then use it, without labeling it any more. This is called the mystic teaching.
~ Lin Chi (d 867)
@moonbus saidDear @moonbus, your words are more bug-specks on my shades, and now I must clean them again. ๐
Beauty springs from ugliness. This is a very Buddhist attitude. In itself, nothing is beautiful or ugly, neither a flower nor mud; it is only human prejudice which calls one beautiful and the other ugly.
“Participate joyfully in the sorrows of the world.” — Buddha
Withdraw now from
the invisible pounding and weaving
of your ingrained ideas.
If you want to be rid of this
invisible turmoil, you must just sit
through it and let go of everything.
Attain fulfillment and illuminate thoroughly.
Light and shadow altogether forgotten.
Drop off your own skin,
and the sense-dusts will be fully purified.
The eye then readily discerns the brightness.
~ Hongzhi Zhengjue (1091–1157)