The mystical is not how the
world is, but that it is.
"One day I wiped out all notions from
my mind. I gave up all desire. I discarded all the words with
which I thought and stayed in quietude. I felt a little queer
- as if I were being carried into something, or as if I were
touching some power unknown to me
and Ztt! I entered.
I lost the boundary of my physical
body. I had my skin, of course, but I felt I was standing
in the center of the cosmos. I spoke, but my words had lost their
meaning. I saw people coming toward me, but all were the same
man. All were myself! I had never known this world. I had believed
that I was created, but now I must change my opinion: I was never
created; I was the cosmos; no individual Mr. Sasaki existed."
Enlightenment is like the moon reflected on
the water. The moon does not get wet, nor is the water broken.
Although its light is wide and great, the moon is reflected even
in a puddle an inch wide. The whole moon and the entire sky are
reflected in one dewdrop on the grass.
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