A mirage, a cloud castle,
A dream, an apparition,
Without essence, but with qualities that can be seen.
Know all things to be like this:
As the moon in a bright sky
In some clear lake reflected,
Though to that lake the moon has never moved
Know all things to be like this:
As an echo that derives
From music, sounds, and weeping,
Yet in that echo is no melody
Know all things to be like this:
As a magician makes illusions
Of horses, oxen, carts and other things,
Nothing is as it appears "
- Buddha


1 Comments:
Look at that - red, green, black! It's like having four pens in one! What an exciting time to be alive!
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