Ching Ch'ing, a Chinese Ch'an master, asked a monk:
-What is the sound outside?
The monk answered:
-That is the sound of rain.
The master said:
-Sentient beings are upside down, they lose themselves in pursuit of things.
BROUGHT to you from the ones without, once more, again, and again...
there is no word to criticize, or build a prize
... all is as it is, unless we decide to release the "control" of the externals, the images of perfection, the delusion of want, of right over wrong, win over lose, have over have nots good bad good? bad?