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Of Sartre and Camus and the rest of the host (too many besides) to them should we toast? I am a Zen-man struggle in reason I'll not-- what life metes humbly I accept---it's prison to live in the mind questioning is dumb ten thousand doubts emerge---what a dreadful outcome! all that's in life is pure such-ness call a rose by ten other names it will still but be its intrinsic loveliness the river is the river the hill is the hill the hour is the hour that which is still is still of the universe I am part without me it's not integral or whole only in this blend will my heart find its peace--we are the substance of the same pole drawn from the field of void's mystery in the eons of time-- beyond any intelligent telling self is delusion, we are one of the Many which is the meaning beyond all meaning that which is truth has no name to it attached the Tao is the way to nothing attached of Sartre and Camus, also all those in the Restless Band the clamour for understanding, the angst and the anguish in the existential absurdity--from that I walk far away in Zen's teachings I abide which all doubts extinguish.
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Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 8:52 PM UTC
OF SARTRE AND CAMUS*
Of Sartre and Camus and the rest of the host (too many besides) to them should we toast? I am a Zen-man struggle in reason I'll not-- what life metes humbly I accept---it's prison to live in the mind questioning is dumb ten thousand doubts emerge---what a dreadful outcome! all that's in life is pure such-ness call a rose by ten other names it will still but be its intrinsic loveliness the river is the river the hill is the hill the hour is the hour that which is still is still of the universe I am part without me it's not integral or whole only in this blend will my heart find its peace--we are the substance of the same pole drawn from the field of void's mystery in the eons of time-- beyond any intelligent telling self is delusion, we are one of the Many which is the meaning beyond all meaning that which is truth has no name to it attached the Tao is the way to nothing attached of Sartre and Camus, also all those in the Restless Band the clamour for understanding, the angst and the anguish in the existential absurdity--from that I walk far away in Zen's teachings I abide which all doubts extinguish.
* Yesterday I completed my book on Zen in which, inter alia, I compared Zen with existentialism. It is expected to be released by September or October 2018
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Mar 24, 2018
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