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The Zen Expression “kill The Buddha!” Means To Kill Any Concept Of The Buddha As Something Apart From Oneself.

I Think In Any Writing You're Paying Attention To Detail.

Have You Seen The Snow Leopard? No! Isn't That Wonderful?

I Can Watch Elephants (and Elephants Alone) For Hours At A Time, For Sooner Or Later The Elephant Will Do Something Very Strange... There Is Mystery Behind That Masked Gray Visage, And Ancient Life Force, Delicate And Mighty, Awesome And Enchanted, Commanding The Silence Ordinarily Reserved For Mountain Peaks, Great Fires, And The Sea.

The Secret Of The Mountain Is That The Mountains Simply Exist, As I Do Myself: The Mountains Exist Simply, Which I Do Not. The Mountains Have No "meaning," They Are Meaning; The Mountains Are. The Sun Is Round. I Ring With Life, And The Mountains Ring, And When I Can Hear It, There Is A Ringing That We Share. I Understand All This, Not In My Mind But In My Heart, Knowing How Meaningless It Is To Try To Capture What Cannot Be Expressed, Knowing That Mere Words Will Remain When I Read It All Again, Another Day.