a little traveling music Sam..

[Guest guest]

Zen is like soap.

First you wash with it,

Then you wash off the soap.

Yamaoka Tesshu

 

If I own a cow, the cow owns me.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

Our mind is like a clear glass of water. If we put salt into the

water, it becomes salt water; sugar, it becomes sugar water; shit, it

becomes shit water. But originally the water is clear. No thinking,

no mind. No mind, no problem.

Seung Sahn

 

When you can laugh at yourself,

there is enlightenment.

Shunryu Suzuki

 

Do not try to label what you do not understand.

Buddislamic Sutria

from Dune: The Butlerian Jihad

 

 

In the end, everything is a gag.

Charlie Chaplin (Sir Charles Spencer Chaplin)

 

" I see nobody on the road, " said Alice.

" I only wish I had such eyes, " the King

remarked in a fretful tone. " To see Nobody! And at that distance too! "

Lewis Carroll

 

What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters

compared to what lies within us.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

The god of the cannibals will be a cannibal,

of the crusaders, a crusader,

and of the merchants a merchant.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

When one recognizes the enjoyer, the object of enjoyment, and the

universal causer, all has been said.

This is the threefold God.

The Spirit has innumerable heads, eyes, and feet. It surrounds the

earth on all sides and stands ten inches beyond.

The Spirit in truth is the whole universe, whatever has been and

whatever will be, also sovereign of immortality and whatever grows by

food.

Its hands and feet are everywhere, everywhere its eyes and head and

face; its ears are everywhere.

It stands encompassing all.

Thus know that nature is illusion

and that the great Lord is the illusion-maker.

The whole world is filled with beings who are parts of this.

SHVETASHVATARA UPANISHAD

 

Truth cleaves to no self; it is universal.

Bodies fall to dust, but the truths of the mind will not be destroyed.

from The Gospel of Buddha

 

" Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo

if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must

leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you

impose yourself on the object and do not learn. Your poetry issues of

its own accord when you and the object have become one - when you

have plunged deep enough into the object to see something like a

hidden glimmering there. However well-phrased your poetry may be, if

your feeling is not natural - if the object and yourself are

separate - then your poetry is not true poetry but merely your

subjective conterminous. "

Basho

 

Seriousness is the only refuge of the shallow.

Oscar Wilde

 

I have never waited for anything the way I've waited for today, when

nothing will happen.

Marguerite Duras

 

I like these a lot.They are not a what, and they are not a

not.They're just pretending to be what. Which is a lot for such

little

dots.

bob