Zen CRISPR-Cas9

Someone asked, "What is the meaning of "Our founder came from the west'?"

Joshu said, "How long ago was it that I hung the gourd - bottle on the eastern wall?"

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I blinked, and so went back into the sanctum of my consciousness. Time lost and time gained where what takes a second can be an hour and what takes an hour a second. The arbitrariness almost enlightening, but of course meaning nothing. What worth are the thoughts anyway, whether unpleasant or pleasant, they dissipate and never return, and though one can savor the taste of a unique thought the first time, he can never recapture it again, no matter how hard or long he tries. Coldness, wetness, darkness, irrelevant to thought, and thought irrelevant to the cold, wet, and dark, an unbreakable wall.

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"How about when one makes a hole in the wall in order to steal the neighbor's light?"

"There it is!"

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A sudden silence shook the stage I stood on, and I flew out of myself. The screen was black. One, two, three, four, five seconds it was black. It flickered on, but for five seconds it was off. For five seconds the streets were silent, for five seconds. Five seconds, and so I smiled and turned, and walked away. It was done, and so I was no longer needed for it. The shadows lit the way home that night, and the rain poured on.

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A monk asked, "What is quantity?"

Joshu said, "One, two, three, four, five."

The monk said, "What is it that is not bound by quantity?"

Joshu said, "One, two, three, four, five."

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What is this?

Submitted May 21, 2023 at 07:40AM by SpakeTheWeasel https://ift.tt/PaxBo0Z