We're so young. We're so young.We have so much time!

Lead me from dreaming to waking.

Lead me from opacity to clarity. Lead me from the complicated to the simple. Lead me from the obscure to the obvious. Lead me from intention to attention. Lead me from what I'm told I am to what I see I am. Lead me from confrontation to wide openness. Lead me to the place I never left, Where there is peace, and peace -from the Upanishads- Unless you know the emptiness and bliss inside yourself..you'll be a robot forced by the same emptiness and bliss trying to know itself..by pain.. ...inside your self also..trust me!..said the mahayogi! so listen to the mahayogi..,grasshopper from heaven....

In silence there must be movement, and in motion,

There must be silence.
A small movement is better than a big one..
No movement is better than a small one..listen!
Silence is all the movement's mother..
In Movement you should be like a dragon or a tiger.
In non Movement you should be like a Buddha.  
-- Wang Xiangzhai(November 26, 1885 - July 12, 1963}

Well..time has run out for this hapless woman..
so you think you have time?

There is no time,since is the eternal present,by the way..

But the consciousness creates time/space ..see?..grasshoppers from heaven?

I quote a bit from the article..

http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/upshot/marina-keegan-yale-grad-final-essay-gets-life-215142327.html

"A 22-year-old Yale graduate, Marina Keegan, who penned her life's lessons in

 a final column for the Yale Daily News, died just days after commencement. 

But the words of her work, "The Opposite of Loneliness," have lived on.

The Massachusetts resident died in a car crash on her way to a vacation house on Cape Cod when the driver, Michael Gocksch, lost control of the car. Gocksch survived, but Keegan was pronounced dead on the scene.

The young writer was already making a name for herself in the literary world. She had published stories in the New York Times and had a job with the New Yorker she was about to start.

News of her loss led the Yale newspaper to put Keegan's final essay on the Web, and searches on her essay began to grow as Keegan's future colleagues linked to it on Twitter. Yahoo! searches for "Marina Keegan" shot up in one day, along with "Marina Keegan obituary," and "Marina Keegan Yale."

Some tweeted obits from the New Yorker and the Paris Review, and others mentioned her journalism that took on Wall Street, and her ambitions as a playwright. But most simply linked to Keegan's final column, and let her speak for herself.

The class of 2012 member wrote to her fellow grads, "We don't have a word for the opposite of loneliness, but if we did, I'd say that's how I feel at Yale. How I feel right now. Here. With all of you. In love, impressed, humbled, scared. And we don't have to lose that." She added, "We're in this together, 2012. Let's make something happen to this world."

Keegan's advice was wise beyond her years. She wrote,

"What we have to remember is that we can still do anything. We can change our minds. We can start over. Get a post-bac or try writing for the first time. The notion that it's too late to do anything is comical. It's hilarious. We're graduating college. We're so young. We can't, we MUST not lose this sense of possibility because in the end, it's all we have."

Keegan left her fellow grads with this haunting message, "We're so young. We're so young. We're twenty-two years old. We have so much time."

"

The she died...this was one hapless woman,indeed..so don't think 

you can postpone meditation spiritual work,for even now 

you could drop dead ..for even if a fly hates you..you're done,

grasshoppers from heaven!..just find the pure source inside you,

and then you'll resurrect like a true kripto spirit from heaven..

Thus SPOKENTH the MAHAYOGI!

Kiss:) 

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added by danny-

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To nourish the vital energy, keep watch in silence;

In order to subdue the mind, act with non-action.

Of movement and stillness, be aware of their origin;

There is no work to do, much less someone to seek.

The true and constant must respond to phenomena;

Responding to phenomena, you must be unconfused.

When unconfused, the nature will stabilize by itself;

When the nature stabilizes, energy returns by itself.

When energy returns, the elixir crystallizes by itself;

Within the pot, the trigrams of heaven and earth are joined.

Yin and yáng arise, alternating over and over again;

Every transformation comes like a clap of thunder.

White clouds form and come to assemble at the peak;

The sweet nectar sprinkles down Mount Sumeru.

Swallow for yourself this wine of immortality;

You wander so freely—who is able to know you?

Sit and listen to the tune played without strings;

Clearly understand the mechanism of creation.

It comes entirely from these twenty lines;

A true ladder going straight to Heaven.-Daoist text 

The Conduct of the Moon and Clouds

The consistent conduct of people of the Way is like the flowing clouds with no grasping mind, like the full moon reflecting universally, not confined anywhere, glistening within each of the ten thousand forms.

Dignified and upright, emerge and make contact with the variety of phenomena, unstained and unconfused. Function the same toward all others since all have the same substance as you. Language cannot transmit this, speculation cannot reach it. Leaping beyond the infinite and cutting off the dependent, be obliging without looking for merit.

This marvel cannot be measured with consciousness or emotion. On the journey accept your function, in your house please sustain it. Comprehending birth and death, leaving causes and conditions, genuinely realize that from the outset your spirit is not halted. So we have been told that the mind that embraces all the ten directions does not stop anywhere.

-- Hongzhi Zhengjue (1091-1157)

 Behold..grasshoppers from heaven!!!

Put your palms together

Heaven is here

Say..I am the resonator of the Source

Inside me,a river of bliss erupts

Close your eyes

Put your palms together

Look inside..what is the mystery

Of creation?..

From one sperm and one ovule..

See how great you are?

You have hands!

But before you were born

From a sperm,and an ovule..did you have hands?

The universe is laughing at you

Seeing itself on you

And pondering..will that person wake up?

Whom are you?

Your answer will be what will affect

Your reality

Because as the awareness shines on you

Your mind power residue will create

The very thing you're afraid of

Just to make you,grasshoppers..understand

The unity of creation

God is not benevolent if you want to be a slave

To some ideas in your mind

But God is on your side,if you want

To understand Yourself

Trust the infinite power inside you

It created all this universe

Will you suffer for ever,just because

You refuse to admit you are nothing,but a projection?

Let me tell you the secret of life

As you are projected,so you can project

Your own mind forms manifestations ..

Happiness or pain

But you'll not know it

Unless you realize that you are

The shadow in the pond

The butterfly living for 3 weeks only

Then..a marvelous thing will happen

After meditating on the source within you

You become the immortal beloved

And for you heaven and hell won't matter

Neither manifestation

Unless you decide

That seeing yourself is beautiful

You become the eye watching the creation

In flesh..one eye,one wisdom muscle

One forever...

Then you can have fun

In the 10 realms

Like a Kripto wisdom shinning muscle from heaven!

Dead or alive..

You are the same benevolent

Bliss as knowing

Yourself..

Freedom

Love

Peace

Eternity in many

Individuality in one

Power from suffering of separation

Of your true self,from yourself

One,and yet many

Many kisses indeed..

Get rid of the pain!

And find the all pervading manifesting bliss

From inside you

Also outside you

For there is nothing

Outside you..
Unless you love the suffering 
Of separation..ponder!!!

And if you'll understand this poem

You are already liberated..

But if you're not

Keep meditating on the source within you..

Grasshoppers!!

Thus spokenth the mahayogi:)

In silence there must be movement, and in motion,There must be silence.
A small movement is better than a big one..
No movement is better than a small one..listen!
Silence is all the movement's mother..
In Movement you should be like a dragon or a tiger.
In non Movement you should be like a Buddha.  
-- Wang Xiangzhai(November 26, 1885 - July 12, 1963}