“Like vanishing dew,a passing apparitionor the sudden flashof lightning -- already gone --thus should one regard one's self.”

“Look at the cherry blossoms!Their color and scent fall with them,Are gone forever,Yet mindlessThe spring comes again.”

“clouds very high looknot one word helped them get up there”

“that stone Buddha deserves all the birdshit it getsI wave my skinny arms like a tall flower in the wind”

“don't hesitate get laid that's wisdomsitting around chanting what crap”

“Watching my four year old daughter dance I cannot break free of her.”

“Studying texts and stiff meditation can make you lose your Original Mind.A solitary tune by a fisherman, though, can be an invaluable treasure.Dusk rain on the river, the moon peeking in and out of the clouds;Elegant beyond words, he chants his songs night after night.”