in learning the way there are not more than two kinds of sickness: either lingering in clear stillness, or staying in the midst of confusion and disturbance. those who are fierce and intense will sharply reject both of these and leap through and beyond the other side in one bound: not only do other and the self, sound and form, subject and object all vanish at once; no sign of birth and death can be found at all.
only then can you be called an uncontrived free wayfarer with nothing more to learn, having attained the great cessation, great rest, and great bliss. but when you get to such a state, you can only be said to have realized yourself and understood yourself; if you talk about the thirty-six rivers of shoe, there are great difficulties ahead.
wu-chun
waves and troughs, baby, gnome sane, waves and troughs.
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