When a monk came to say good bye to Chao-chou Tsung-shen (778-897), a brilliant Chinese Ch'an master.
-Where will you go?
The monk answered:
-Any place where I can learn Buddha dharma.
That's right - a homeless God, rejected, despised and harassed - a stain on our feast - speaking to those who can hear, the afflicted, the homeless, the suffering, the powerful - above a world which orbits without me as one sits in judgement over ideas.