If, After Obtaining Buddhahood, Anyone

All This New Stuff Goes On Top Turn It Over, Turn It Over Wait And Water Down From The Dark Bottom Turn It Inside Out Let It Spread Through Sift Down Even. Watch It Sprout. A Mind Like Compost.

All That We Did Was Human, Stupid, Easily Forgiven, Not Quite Right.

Zen Aims At Freedom But Its Practice Is Disciplined.

Gratitude To The Great Sky Who Holds Billions Of Stars - And Goes Yet Beyond That - Beyond All Powers, And Thoughts And Yet Is Within Us - Grandfather Space. The Mind Is His Wife

When The Mind Is Exhausted Of Images, It Invents Its Own.