Posted on Aug.08.2009 @ 10:58PM EDT by chontri
What, monks, is the world? The eye and shapes, the ear and sounds,
the nose and smells, the tongue and tastes, the body and tactile objects,
the mind and mental objects - these...
AN OLD MOUNTAIN MAN
The Old Mountain Man, Eating fruit,, Drinking stream,, Dressing grass, Wearing straws... Sitting on solid rock, Lying down on wind-bed, Put the head on cloud. Watching rain on the leaves, Watching moon on the peak. Together with lions, Knowing not if he is or is not.
Saying not two nor one. If two, there will be a duel to death. If one, there won't be any else can live with. And 'tis why two and one after all must be dropped.
Knowing not if there is any way to heaven, any way to hades.
Remembering neither date nor what year. And his age's as old as space.
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