Perfection, my dear being,is what you are.Let not your mindobscure your view.Be still and be aware,right where you are,you cannot miss it.
Those who eat porridge and those who drink gruel live and die.Even though the faces change,porridge eaters and gruel drinkers continue to manifest.
Even in solitude,silence stays,like a loyal supporter,with its unbroken presence.
Nowadays some people have becomeintimate with thoughtsbut unfriendly with the heartThey have become a clueless eyethat does not see itself
