What Is Reality? An Icicle Forming In

The Zazen I Speak Of Is Not Learning Meditation. It Is Simply The Dharma Gate Of Repose And Bliss, The Practice-realization Of Totally Culminated Enlightenment. It Is The Manifestation Of Ultimate Reality. Traps And Snares Can Never Reach It. Once Its Heart Is Grasped, You Are Like The Dragon When He Gains The Water, Like The Tiger When She Enters The Mountain. For You Must Know That Just There (in Zazen) The Right Dharma Is Manifesting Itself And That, From The First, Dullness And Distraction Are Struck Aside.

Yet, Though It Is Like This, Simply, Flowers Fall Amid Our Longing And Weeds Spring Up Amid Our Antipathy.

Cease From Practice Based On Intellectual Understanding, Pursuing Words, And Following After Speech.

Look For Buddha Outside Your Own Mind, And Buddha Becomes The Devil.

The Coming And Going Of Birth And Death Is A Painting. Unsurpassed Enlightenment Is A Painting. The Entire Phenomenal Universe And The Empty Sky Are Nothing But A Painting.