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Story by Andy
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Greetings to all,
I finally took some time to get some pictures I thought all would
enjoy, scanned in and ready to go. I was also reading some poetry
of Li Po who was an Chinese Taoist poet and eccentric and really
found some of his poetry to echo ned's sentiments. Perhaps they
now are enjoying some wine on the hill, creating their minds as
they see fit. I would like to hear them scold us for our follies
and social duties. The laughs of those who know they are free
are truly the fullest laughs.
Andy
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I Make My Home in the Mountains
You ask why I live,
alone in the mountain forest,
and I smile and am silent
until even my soul grows quiet:
It lives in the other world,
one that lies beyond men.
The peach trees blossom.
The water continues to flow.
Zazen on Ching-T'ing Mountain
The birds have vanished down the sky.
Now the last clound drains away.
We sit together, the mountain and I,
until only the mountain remains.
Li Po... |
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