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  • willdover
    Member
    • Apr 2009
    • 31

    #16
    Re: My Great Realization

    Originally posted by will
    It's like the whole world stops, and each thing manifests itself as Buddhadharma. There is great light, and the universe speaks through a single blade of grass...

    Then the teacher walks up, smacks us on the back of the head (politely) and says "Hey! The floor isn't going to clean itself you know!"

    W
    I really like that this image, especially the teacher asking you to clean the floor. One can't forget the present, thinking about how rad the universe is.

    Gassho,

    The other

    Will
    Carpe Diem

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    • Gerbovaz
      Member
      • Jul 2008
      • 13

      #17
      Re: My Great Realization

      Originally posted by Tobiah
      Grass derives the most joy from being played upon.
      Here, here!

      It's like the whole world stops, and each thing manifests itself as Buddhadharma. There is great light, and the universe speaks through a single blade of grass...

      Then the teacher walks up, smacks us on the back of the head (politely) and says "Hey! The floor isn't going to clean itself you know!"
      Know the feeling.

      Sylvia
      Atlanta

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      • Tobiishi
        Member
        • Jan 2009
        • 461

        #18
        Re: My Great Realization

        Yesterday I realized that

        Everything is vitally important
        And nothing matters.


        also,

        The cockroach is also a supreme being.
        It occurs to me that my attachment to this body is entirely arbitrary. All the evidence is subjective.

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        • Rich
          Member
          • Apr 2009
          • 2614

          #19
          Re: My Great Realization

          States of mind appear and disappear
          And can not be relied upon.
          Life and death appears and disappears
          And cannot be relied upon.
          _/_
          Rich
          MUHYO
          無 (MU, Emptiness) and 氷 (HYO, Ice) ... Emptiness Ice ...

          https://instagram.com/notmovingmind

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          • will
            Member
            • Jun 2007
            • 2331

            #20
            Re: My Great Realization

            Yesterday I realized that

            Everything is vitally important
            And nothing matters.

            also,

            The cockroach is also a supreme being.
            With that being said:
            My morning started late.
            Time for Zazen.
            Stomach is grumbling.

            Gassho

            W
            [size=85:z6oilzbt]
            To save all sentient beings, though beings are numberless.
            To penetrate reality, though reality is boundless.
            To transform all delusion, though delusions are immeasurable.
            To attain the enlightened way, a way non-attainable.
            [/size:z6oilzbt]

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            • spinpsychle
              Member
              • May 2009
              • 21

              #21
              Re: My Great Realization

              Wet paper wouldn't really cut, would it?

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              • Tobiishi
                Member
                • Jan 2009
                • 461

                #22
                Re: My Great Realization

                Originally posted by spinpsychle
                Wet paper wouldn't really cut, would it?
                that's a varnish-impregnated enameled paper made in a secret laboratory in Sweden from the washed-ashore shells of blue crabs and a very rare starch distilled from an endangered plant in Siberia, said paper manufactured in extremely small batches with superior quality-control monitored by a room full of computers in Richmond, Virginia, underground of course, (disguised, incidentally, above ground as a public fountain), all this accomplished in extreme secrecy and guarded by the finest of security systems derived from captured alien technology, for the express purpose of giving paper cuts to unsuspecting fish.

                I of course abhor the whole enterprise and wish I had had the forethought earlier in life to go to law school so I could file mountains of lawsuits against those bastards in Sweden on behalf of all the fish swimming around in chronic pain.

                As for regular paper, no of course not. :wink:
                It occurs to me that my attachment to this body is entirely arbitrary. All the evidence is subjective.

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                • Shohei
                  Member
                  • Oct 2007
                  • 2854

                  #23
                  Re: My Great Realization

                  Originally posted by Tobiah
                  Originally posted by spinpsychle
                  Wet paper wouldn't really cut, would it?
                  that's a varnish-impregnated enameled paper made in a secret laboratory in Sweden from the washed-ashore shells of blue crabs and a very rare starch distilled from an endangered plant in Siberia, said paper manufactured in extremely small batches with superior quality-control monitored by a room full of computers in Richmond, Virginia, underground of course, (disguised, incidentally, above ground as a public fountain), all this accomplished in extreme secrecy and guarded by the finest of security systems derived from captured alien technology, for the express purpose of giving paper cuts to unsuspecting fish.

                  I of course abhor the whole enterprise and wish I had had the forethought earlier in life to go to law school so I could file mountains of lawsuits against those bastards in Sweden on behalf of all the fish swimming around in chronic pain.

                  As for regular paper, no of course not. :wink:
                  MWHAHAHAHA!! that was a laugh much needed! Sounds a lot like a simpson's plot.

                  Thanks for the whole thread!

                  Gassho, Shohei

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