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Posted by Steve on 3/19/2008, 11:00 am, in reply to "flies and bees and clouds and rain"
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: At the risk of offending everyone, in the
: moments of stillness that puncture my trying
: to be still and when the zen nausea of
: suspends long enough to reveal the void of
: pure light that fills all with life, i
: realise that i am not that which i think i
: am nor even that which i may think you to
: be. It is in those few brief lifetimes that
: the empty clouds disperse to reveal the sun,
: before returning laden with rain to water
: and nourish the earth i am trying to sit
: still on.
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"...i realise that i am not that which i think i am nor even that which i may think you to be."
You sound like Butch there, Lian Dao.
For me it's different. When the void of pure light descends, I realize I am exactly what I think I am. And you are exactly what I think you are. Only in those moments do I stop pretending that you and I are otherwise.
For me, the return is to where I already am.
Steve
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"The Tao is basically utterly open. Utter openeness has no substance. It ends in endlessness, begins in beginninglessnes".
-Li Daoqun
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