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themiddlepane:

The Moon Cannot Be Stolen
Ryokan, a Zen master, lived the simplest kind of life in a little hut at the foot of a mountain. One evening a thief visited the hut only to discover there was nothing in it to steal.
Ryokan returned and caught him. “You may have come a long way to visit me,” he told the prowler, “and you should not return emptyhanded. Please take my clothes as a gift.”
The thief was bewildered. He took the clothes and slunk away.
Ryokan sat naked, watching the moon. “Poor fellow, ” he mused, “I wish I could give him this beautiful moon.”

themiddlepane:

The Moon Cannot Be Stolen

Ryokan, a Zen master, lived the simplest kind of life in a little hut at the foot of a mountain. One evening a thief visited the hut only to discover there was nothing in it to steal.

Ryokan returned and caught him. “You may have come a long way to visit me,” he told the prowler, “and you should not return emptyhanded. Please take my clothes as a gift.”

The thief was bewildered. He took the clothes and slunk away.

Ryokan sat naked, watching the moon. “Poor fellow, ” he mused, “I wish I could give him this beautiful moon.”

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archaicrecursion:

themiddlepane

We accept the reality of the world with which we are presented.
- The Truman Show

The filter of illusion occurs in the split-second that it takes one to engage the ego-mind.  Meditation pulls one into the present moment wherefrom infinity pours, raw and unfiltered, imbued with TRUTH and the LIGHT THAT HEALS ALL LIGHT.  Try to apprehend it with the senses, however, and the fountain of the present moment instantaneously condenses into a vast array of finite objects, which upon closer examination turn out to be altogether different & separate from the experience:  Instead one perceives a collection of reference points within one’s own consciousness, comprising attributes of a little replica universe, but conforming to one’s belief systems, habituated thoughts, and conscious/unconscious expectations/fears/desires.   In a mundane waking state (absent mindfulness / meditation) one is reflecting on fresh memories of perception, rather than perceiving directly.  This is one reason why it’s so hard to explain consciousness.   You can’t describe to someone what it feels like to sit in the rain; it has to be experienced.
Thank you booboo-kittyfuk !!!

archaicrecursion:

themiddlepane

We accept the reality of the world with which we are presented.

- The Truman Show


The filter of illusion occurs in the split-second that it takes one to engage the ego-mind.  Meditation pulls one into the present moment wherefrom infinity pours, raw and unfiltered, imbued with TRUTH and the LIGHT THAT HEALS ALL LIGHT.  Try to apprehend it with the senses, however, and the fountain of the present moment instantaneously condenses into a vast array of finite objects, which upon closer examination turn out to be altogether different & separate from the experience:  Instead one perceives a collection of reference points within one’s own consciousness, comprising attributes of a little replica universe, but conforming to one’s belief systems, habituated thoughts, and conscious/unconscious expectations/fears/desires.   In a mundane waking state (absent mindfulness / meditation) one is reflecting on fresh memories of perception, rather than perceiving directly.  This is one reason why it’s so hard to explain consciousness.   You can’t describe to someone what it feels like to sit in the rain; it has to be experienced.

Thank you booboo-kittyfuk !!!