Saturday, June 28, 2014
Empty and desire-less, cold and thin, simple and genuine, this is how to strike down and fold up the remaining habits of many lives. When the stains of old habits are exhausted, the original light appears, blazing through your skull, not admitting any other matters. Vast and spacious, like sky and water merging during autumn, like snow and moon having the same color, this field is without boundary, beyond direction, magnificently one entity without edge or seam. Further, when you turn within and drop off everything completely, realization occurs. Right at the time of entirely dropping off, deliberation and discussion are one or ten thousand miles away. Still, no principle is discernible, so what could there be to point to or explain?