Free!!! hahahaha!

Also, u know, after tdy's class, I had a deep feeling that we are all sooooo free, in this world, the truth is there is nothing stopping us! The barriers and constraints that limit us is not really there... Nothing is truly tangible and not clinging or attaching to them
and giving them weight, they become nothing. Even weight is weightless! The truth is that nothing can actually limit us... We limit ourselves! If we can free our mind, slowly break through these conceptual barriers, the whole world opens up! You don't have to be limited by what limits you! Cos there is actually nothing limiting you... Even you yourself is breaking up!

U know, actually this vajrayana thing is sooo similar to zen in the ultimate goal... There is almost no difference! Just that vajrayana explains more stuff in greater detail, in zen u kind of walk on a dark road or in the haze with a light in front leading the way.. Not much explaination is given in detail... But they are essentially the same!! So free! Hahaha!! So free! Even Vajrayana is so free if your know, the masters came up with creative methods to get your mind habituated, but to make it work, u got to put in a great deal of effort n be careful of all the pitfalls of being attached to forms! It's not easy too actually.. I expect some people to never get it too! Similar to zen, some people never really know what really is sitting. But a good master is needed!

Haha one great big whole, to acheieve the same thing! Work hard my friends, and do not be deluded! There is nothing real, but don't forget our dear friends!

Seraphine

Hard to tell are Seraphine's words,
Hard to fathom are Seraphine's feelings..
Only trying out do we know,
What Seraphine's feelings truly are.

She hides her tears,
To not let you worry,
She puts on smiles,
To keep u happy.

But do you know,
truly how she feels?
Feel her heart, with your own and open it, to her pain.

Broken

In sadness, there is pain.
In pain, unknown sadness.

Where does this come from?
Where does this go?

Man, there is no where to run.
You just have to sit with it, live through it.

Even if you do not do anything, you still find yourself alive, still moving, still functioning.

Isn't it wierd?

Know that no matter what comes,
your heart can live through it.

That's all you need to know.

With love, with faith.

The Pen and the Paper

The pen and paper meet before the words appear.. The paper thanks the pen, but actually, the pen thanks the paper too :) without the paper, nothing is possible. In this mutual participation, books are written.

Based on empty intangible thoughts, stories that men and women create with their imagination, they record using the disposable, recyclable bodies of pen and paper. Find me one truth that i can hold on to in all this mess! In the first place, does it even exist?

Hey you there, wake up!! Don't you see that the pen needs to write and the paper needs to hold the words. The men and women need to think and so the people have things to read! When the people read, the people will know, that they are but pen and paper, women and men; And they wouldn't be dreaming, about things to write.

So you there, don't be dreaming too! You have something to do. Stop wasting time and lazing around, in this empty recycled world, some work still needs to be done.

tearing your heart

As the future forces one to purge oneself of the past, The past is inevitably torn from one's heart.

As one tears the past from one's hearts with one's own bare hands, one feels it so deeply in one's own heart.

They say the heart base, the heart base. Isn't it obvious where it is? The heart that pains, oh so obvious..

As the future forces the past to be torn from one's heart, the memories are re-lived, the hurt returned. But regardless, all is mercilessly torn out.

The future wishes that one embrace it into one's lives with love. But if one can so mercilessly tear the past away, what makes the future think that it will be received with love and cherished like no other?

How can you still trust this merciless one to love you?

Even the merciless one does not know what he is doing or has done. Who is he really and how could he do this.

In satisfying one's attachment, another is stabbed right through. Through and through.

Letting instincts rule

These days, I have been letting my instincts rule and have been making a few mistakes and created undesirable outcomes. Words like swords shoot out of my mouth, though not in anger, but out of instinct still rather than well thought out processes.
Here are some words:

Instinct rule in daily life,
Mistakes made with unwanted outcomes.
Words like swords shoot out of mouths,
Hands like axes, cut without mercy.

Tell me how to keep my calm,
Tell me how to know my words.
Tell me how to win this war,
Tell me how to cultivate.

A thousand years of training,
War is lost in a moment.
Keep your men tight,
Do not loose them.
Look from above,
Don't be too involved.
It is just a play.
It is but a show.

Why take it so seriously?
Have some humour they say,
make your life fun.
Don't take things so personally.
Except of course, your own personal practice.

All things are of causes and conditions.
Do not act rashly,
Do not act blindly.

Act in measured steps,
Act in wisdom.
Act in clear seeing,
Act in clear looking.

All are but passing illusions,
No use getting so involved,
And pushing these boundaries.
Act with these conditions,
Till opportunities arise.
Then after having tested,
Act with your heart,
Act with your head.
Above all,
Act with all mindfulness.

Do not let up!!

Raining Haze

Haze falls to his face,
Mixing in the rain.
Washing his face in ash,
the protagonist starts his day.

Running into the church,
Ah! God is love!
In this whole wide world,
This is the only truth!