In the green creek, spring water is clear At Cold Mountain, the moon’s corona is white. Silence your understanding and, The spirit of itself is enlightened. View all things as the Void and, This world is even more still
Enlightenment is like the moon reflected on the water. The moon does not get wet, nor is the water broken. Although its light is wide and great, the moon is reflected even in a puddle an inch wide. The whole moon and the entire sky are reflected in dewdrops on the grass, or even in one drop of water.
It just gives me a chance to sit on my ass and do nothing if I want. I mean not that htere is anything wrong at work, it is just after eight straight hours of customer service one tends to get a little irritated
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Cold night, no wind, bamboo making noises, Noises far apart, now bunched together, Filtering the pine-flanked lattice. Listening with ears is less fine than Listening with the mind. Beside the lamp I lay Aside the half scroll of sutra