O monks, even if you have insight that is pure and clear but you cling to
it, fondle it and treasure it, depend on it and are attached to it, then you
do not understand...
continue...
COMING & GOING
When coming, he comes like a wind. When going, he goes like a white cloud. When saying, every word he speaks is like a lotus flower. When silencing, he is like the moon that shines in a crystal night.
ChonTri
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