A monk asked the priest Kan-feng:
-Bhagavats in the ten directions got one straight road to Nirvana. I dare to ask where that road is?
Kan-feng lifted up his staff, drew a line in the air, and said:
-Here it is. more...
Those who believe reality is the world of samsara I instantly know their minds. Trapped within the wheel of attention and picking their ideas of reality is samsara. Those who do not live in the non conceptual reality. A man walking in the world per say. What we imagine reality is can be a far cry from what it truly is.
For not a simple blade of grass can I create. But reality can. For reality is life that just wants to grow grass between a sidewalk crack. So go now your grass. Go pluck it from sidewalk cracks. Subdue life and cut it back. But life of nature is for those who spend time in the woods and nature and tend to feel more at ease and peace. But the very nature is this. Its vibe. Its energy affecting a person sometimes. For nature heals. The very essence of god. This is why any written material on a god that condemns or hurts is not the true god.
Vague responses are very pointless. You know nothing. Nana. What does that even mean? Its all you do. Vague responses meaning nothing and debating nothing. I guess I don't know anything because you say so. I'll consider this. I know nothing. Let me try to know nothing? Is this it guru? Your responses have been all meaningless and totally vague. Plus so tehs. You speak of me making no sense. But in truth you have not. Tell me. What is it that I have written I don't know. Seems I can write about it because I do. Your insults are worse then a child's. At least a child will say your fat or mean. Go on Phil. Tell me what I've written I don't know about?
Again insults of mere fluff. Not much bothers me my less then little child.
Phil. Let your physical body totally relax focused energy. Trust in the intelligence of it for it is smarter then your imagined mind.
As far as intelligence and me knowing crap I have not seen any you have posted period. Imagined stuff. Narrasistic. Let's touch that. How can I be that when what I say pertains to the initial over 100,000 that will live alongside me for thousands of years as well. I don't speak for them. Nor do I have to do anything. Its happening on its own accord. They will all remember their past lives. I guess I'm mean. Well their fury I won't stop. Can't. Nor will try.
Not about me. Its about humanity. This was written to come.
Your a weirdo. What topic oh strange imagination? Stupid is fluff. The parables of Phil. Worse then. Sorry. Just don't understand your meaningless replies. Its not even as good as a child saying nah nah your fat. End of conversations anyway.
Absolutely. Your demiurge overthrown and toppled from his pedestal because he thinks he can see light - a pompous and vain artisan, an absurd caricature of an inconceivable spirituality who projects the laws of the animal world on to your delicate mental structure. Forever doomed to move forward in the futile hope that one day you will be rid of your ball and chain.
no first I get kicked out by u snots, then the animals die under u, then u challenge me to a duel, then u run off, then u go on about meditation, then u ask me to roommate. u cannot handle the drugs or something