The Deep Void

Master Jingzong; English translation by Fole, edited by Fojin When I was young, I liked staring at a patch of blue sky surrounded by fluffy white clouds. It looked so deep and boundless to me. I was fascinated and could look at it all day. This is my intuitive feeling, as a man on earth, […]

Dear Zhuangzi

Dear Zhuangzi, last night I dreamtwe were stargazing on a cloud of Dao.You were the butterfly. I was the human.Having woken up I was chased by a red-eyed boarthrough woods at night to a moonlit lake.I made my escape swimming vigorously and found reston the opposite shore. Taking time to remember,a dark cloud of defilement […]

Making Music and Dancing

It’s amazing what doesn’t exist in thereal world. There are no events. No things.A marvelous system of describing. Pickedout stars in the skies. Constellations in the mind’s eye. My self and the universe. There is no real difference.A basic inseparability. Silent. The interminable chatter.Thinking compulsively. Talking to ourselves. The firstsign of madness. Thinking about thoughts. Living […]

Boudhanath

O dear Shakyamuni Buddha, dear Tathagata, dear Bhagavan,seeing the truth of your Disenchantmentas solid and eminent as Boudhanath over Kathmandu,pointing at a regal constellation likea beggar child who believes it is close,I have yet to realize this Transcendence:someone’s lover lies in a stranger’s arms. O Siddhartha, if you strolled with me now,I would point out […]