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A funny young fellow named Perkins
Was terribly fond of small gherkins.
One day after tea
He ate ninety-three
And pickled his internal workings.

Anon

if a thread can be ruined by chaos
then let chaos rule
for those who follow linear thinking
will be the most amusing fools

@rookie54

“I sewed a seamless robe.
‘How cleverly the seams are hid,’ they said.”


Lisa Aschman

My doctrine is to think the thought that is unthinkable,
to practice the deed that is non-doing,
to speak the speech that is inexpressible,
and to be trained in the discipline that is beyond discipline.

Those who understand this are near; those who are confused are far.
The Way is beyond words and expressions, is bound by nothing earthly.
Lose sight of it an inch, or miss it for a moment, and we are away from it.

Sutra of Forty Two Chapters


https://www.dailyzen.com/

@rookie54 said
My doctrine is to think the thought that is unthinkable,
to practice the deed that is non-doing,
to speak the speech that is inexpressible,
and to be trained in the discipline that is beyond discipline.

Those who understand this are near; those who are confused are far.
The Way is beyond words and expressions, is bound by nothing earthly.
Lose sight of it an inc ...[text shortened]... for a moment, and we are away from it.

Sutra of Forty Two Chapters


https://www.dailyzen.com/

Cloudy mountains, fold on fold,
How many thousands of them?
Shady valley road runs deep,
All trace of people gone
Green torrents, pure clear flow,
No place more full of beauty;
Birds sing my own heart’s harmony.

~ Shih-Te (~ 730)

Go straight to the empty,
Free and vast,
With no pondering what to think.
The previous thought
Is already extinct,
The following thought does not arise,
The present thought is itself empty.

~ T’aego

take what you need
and leave the rest

The stream’s clear enough to see pebbles
My ungabled hut shrouded by vines
Gibbons howl late at night when the moon sets
Few guests get past the moss on the cliffs
Bamboos in the yard bend with spring snow
Plum trees on the ridge stand gnarled by winter nights.
The solitude of this path never varies
Grinding a brick on a rock is a waste.

~ Stonehouse

Amid a thousand clouds and streams
There’s a Zen person somewhere
Roaming the hills during the day
Sleeping below cliffs at night
Suddenly passing springs and autumns
At peace no earthly burdens
Happy clinging to nothing
Still like a river in fall

~ Han shan

I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma,
a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.

~ Umberto Eco
Italian novelist & semiotician (1932 - )

The mysterious valley torrent
Is originally bright and clear
It was not made by humans.
The banks on both sides
And the stream between them
All shine with one light
Without ruffling the surface
Look carefully into the depths
You’ll see the uncountable
Legendary jewels of the
Kunlun Mountains.

~ Muso Soseki (1275-1351)

@Ghost-of-a-Duke said
A funny young fellow named Perkins
Was terribly fond of small gherkins.
One day after tea
He ate ninety-three
And pickled his internal workings.

Anon

@Very-Rusty said
"A funny young fellow named Perkins"

A funny young fellow named Perkins
Was terribly fond of small gherkins.
One day after tea
He ate ninety three
And pickled his internal workings.

GrahamLester.com

@Ghost-of-a-Duke said
I identified the quote as anon.