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The Perfect Way knows no difficulties, Except that it refuses to make preferences. Only when freed from hate and love Does it reveal itself fully and without disguise.
A tenth of an inch?s difference, And heaven and earth are set apart. If you wish to see it before your own eyes, Have no fixed thoughts either for or against it.
To set up what you like against what you dislike ? This is the disease of the mind. When the deep meaning of the Way is not understood, Peace of mind is disturbed to no purpose. . . .
Pursue not the outer entanglements, Dwell not in the inner void; Be serene in the oneness of all things, And dualism vanishes of itself.
When you strive to gain quiescence by stopping motion, The quiescence so gained is ever in motion. So long as you tarry in such dualism, How can you realize oneness?
And when oneness is not thoroughly grasped, Loss is sustained in two ways: The denying of external reality is the assertion of it, And the assertion of Emptiness [the Absolute] is the denying of it. . . .
Transformations going on in the empty world that confronts us Appear to be real because of Ignorance. Do not strive to seek after the True, Only cease to cherish opinions.
The two exist because of the One; But hold not even to this One. When a mind is not disturbed, The ten thousand things offer no offence. . . .
If an eye never falls asleep, All dreams will cease of themselves; If the Mind retains its absoluteness, The ten thousand things are of one substance.
When the deep mystery of one Suchness is fathomed, All of a sudden we forget the external entanglements; When the ten thousand things are viewed in their oneness, We return to the origin and remain where we have always been. . . .
One in all, All in one ? If only this is realized, No more worry about not being perfect!
When mind and each believing mind are not divided, And undivided are each believing mind and Mind, This is where words fail, For it is not of the past, present or future.
I shared this once before in another thread, but I felt it deserves a wider audience to reach out to. Feel the Zenith.
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