A comment on my thoughts

December 23, 2018 at 11:43 am Leave a comment

This isn’t all original thinking.  A large part of it could merely be ascribed to all my association with zen Buddhists, after all.  I was in Japan as a child, and I met many things there; I even stood in the left eye of the Buddha in Kobe.  I often fantasized about asking to become a servant at a zen Buddhist monastery. I did laugh at myself, though. What in the world could a monastery want with a servant?  I learned when I finally began to speak that names and appearances were far more important than the thing itself.

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