
Posted by Wayne L on 3/21/2008, 8:26 am, in reply to "Re: 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.
:
: ------------------
:
: "...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
Steven, You are as bad as my so called wife!
She tells me that reality is what ever she thinks that it is.
Which is True, at least it is to her.
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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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