Treasury of the Eye of True Teacing vol. 1 108
Master Daowu Zhen addressed an assembly,
Dongshan said, “Clouds are steaming rice on Mt. Wutai, a dog is pissing skyward in front of the steps to the Buddha shrine. Steaming buns atop a flagpole, three monkeys pitch pennies at night.” I do not concur. A three-faced badger treads on the moon; a two-headed ox grabs the mist. A blue rabbit wearing a crown stands on the cypress tree in the yard; a turtle without a shell flies to the sky.
You have seen through my complications; Dongshan’s are extremely unusual. Even so, he only managed to go three or four steps, and didn’t get past seven or eight leaps. Now tell me, where is the riddle? Today I don’t begrudge anything—I’m giving it all away at once.
[silence]
Being overly polite diminishes a lord’s character; not speaking is truly effective. Even if the ocean changes, it can’t be communicated to you.
They’re crazy. I don’t know where these guys come up with this stuff. That’s clearly a dinosaur eating a football. Do you beliefe me? Maybe I shared too much.
Submitted February 01, 2019 at 12:53AM by Pistaf http://bit.ly/2HJMbVt
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