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Thursday, May 31, 2012

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..Image Hosted by ImageShack.us
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}