Fruitzilla wrote: ↑
Mon Mar 12, 2018 6:22 pm
fuki wrote: ↑
Mon Mar 12, 2018 6:06 pm
you dont want ppl to fake or come to zenspace with preconceived notions about not posting fluff and posting "real zen" then the whole place becomes artificial. but thats just me. Sometimes when ppl talk about real zen I go kick a ball with a 9 year old, with no dwelling about which of the two is fluff or real zen, and yes in the same space.
Do I sense a Ryokan vibe here?
First days of Spring-the sky
is bright blue, the sun huge and warm.
Everything's turning green.
Carrying my monk's bowl, I walk to the village
to beg for my daily meal.
The children spot me at the temple gate
and happily crowd around,
dragging to my arms till I stop.
I put my bowl on a white rock,
hang my bag on a branch.
First we braid grasses and play tug-of-war,
then we take turns singing and keeping a kick-ball in the air:
I kick the ball and they sing, they kick and I sing.
Time is forgotten, the hours fly.
People passing by point at me and laugh:
'Why are you acting like such a fool?'
I nod my head and don't answer.
I could say something, but why?
Do you want to know what's in my heart?
From the beginning of time: just this! just this!