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A finger pointing at the moon: Such are the Teachings, they say. The Writings themselves are not the Truth; They merely point the way. Direct experience leads us to The gateway of the inspired. Yet trying to describe the ineffable with words Leaves MUCH to be desired. Journeying through life we encounter distractions, Which in their clever fashion Can obfuscate the clarity Of the heart of true compassion Or lead us down a confusing path Where knowledge and wisdom are blurred, And the hopes of our transcending the mundane Are stifled by a word. Seeking the Truth is a noble goal; Awareness comes never too soon. Just be careful not to mistake The finger for the moon. - by Bob B
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 8:53 AM UTC
A Finger Pointing at the Moon
A finger pointing at the moon: Such are the Teachings, they say. The Writings themselves are not the Truth; They merely point the way. Direct experience leads us to The gateway of the inspired. Yet trying to describe the ineffable with words Leaves MUCH to be desired. Journeying through life we encounter distractions, Which in their clever fashion Can obfuscate the clarity Of the heart of true compassion Or lead us down a confusing path Where knowledge and wisdom are blurred, And the hopes of our transcending the mundane Are stifled by a word. Seeking the Truth is a noble goal; Awareness comes never too soon. Just be careful not to mistake The finger for the moon. - by Bob B
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Oct 9, 2016 at 8:53 AM UTC
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