The great mystery of the everlasting
What is everlasting is healing to the soul.
Nothing made by sentient beings
or offered by sentient beings,
has an everlasting value.
Pursuing, what is not everlasting,
is a cause to great suffering.
The mind seeking the everlasting,
should turn completely into itself
as One and not two.
It is after all its birthright which no-one,
Demon or god can claim.
If this happens for even a split second,
there is the samadhic bliss of right view.
In this profound split second milieu of pure spirit
That lasts a seeming eternity,
we are beyond space and time,
form or emptiness,
We have shattered any ghost known as
thought, concept or ideation.
The latter being mind attached
to what is empty of truth,
which is thought.
Thus the necessity to once breakthrough
the evil ones distorting field of corruption with
the unborn mind of one and not two.
In Its core and pure essence,
there is the sublime body of Mind Only.
One not of flesh or even the ethereal
But of instantaneous everlasting suchness.
At first this awakening is like a heavenly nectar,
poured into the soul from seemingly nowhere,
but with a clear and disciplined approach,
A pure suchness beyond the fickle consciousness field
of heaven and hell marks its thundering presence
beyond any shred of a doubt.
When done right, a great light emerges
within the seeking self, dispersing the darkness of pain
engulfing the seeker like a cool blanket,
By killing the noise and influence of all
passions and dreams.
It does thus as to mark the profoundly
immaculate presence of its own true self
and supreme Mind.
The false light of the corrupting consciousness
now defeated, allows the cleansing presence of
this everlasting super consciousness – cittamatra.
To speak of anything beyond this truth is not Zen,
only empty rantings from a withering fool,
In the realm of hungry ghosts, sentient goblins and gods.
Yet I choose to raise my stick and beat
joshu´s flea infested dog,
that with its single bark,
dared reveal the everlasting body
of the shining one.
Because anyone listening to that poisoning bark creates great pain,
opening the gates of a myriad confusing and empty paths
in the undiscovered lands,
of a mind stuck to worthless concepts
of heaven and hell.
May you awake in the great light of the true buddha dharma.
To look for this truth beyond your nose is already a big mistake.
Gate gate pāragate pārasaṃgate bodhi svāhā
This style is reminiscent of Milton…
Also akin to the Tozen-Spirit of long ago…