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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2013 10:36:23 GMT -5
I guess Nansen is cutting some grass to feed his horse/burro so they can go along there way . Ooh good one. Though I think it was his oxen and they need a little feed to get back to the market. |
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Post by desertrat on Oct 25, 2013 10:46:46 GMT -5
I guess Nansen is cutting some grass to feed his horse/burro so they can go along there way . Ooh good one. Though I think it was his oxen and they need a little feed to get back to the market. two oxen pulling a cart to market would work , I just saw him ridding a horse/donkey . He is cutting the grass for them , if he lets them go in the tall grass , it could take him all do day to find them . |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2013 10:51:25 GMT -5
Ooh good one. Though I think it was his oxen and they need a little feed to get back to the market. two oxen pulling a cart to market would work , I just saw him ridding a horse/donkey . He is cutting the grass for them , if he lets them go in the tall grass , it could take him all do day to find them . More Cowbell! |
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Post by laughter on Oct 25, 2013 12:21:19 GMT -5
Cos there ain't no grass getting cut with a hammer? swish,.. Swish,... SWISH! yes ... by why couldn't he have been hammering nails? (** bang! bang! bang! **) ... of course, the fact that I'm even asking this is probably a clue that I've never been within 5 ft of a Zendo ...  |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2013 12:33:16 GMT -5
Cos there ain't no grass getting cut with a hammer? swish,.. Swish,... SWISH! yes ... by why couldn't he have been hammering nails? (** bang! bang! bang! **) ... of course, the fact that I'm even asking this is probably a clue that I've never been within 5 ft of a Zendo ... Bet you've been close to some blank white walls though. |
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Post by laughter on Oct 25, 2013 12:33:33 GMT -5
In my reading zen folks don't use a lot of symbols/metaphors that way. Guy was working with the sickle and it was simple to make a quick and easy pointer with it so that's what they did. Consider the story where the student asks the teacher who was weighing flax what buddha nature is and teacher said "three punds of flax". Same as with the sickle flax has no symbolic meaning. Correct. Everything is immediate and non-symbolic, and Nansen used what was at hand to play with the monk. Nansen could also have said, "Looking for the way to Nansen is a fool's game. Why would Nansen need to go looking for Nansen?" Other equivalent dialogues: 1. A monk asked a sage, "How does one enter the world of the absolute?" The sage responded, "Do you hear the bubbling stream beside us?" The monk replied, "Yes." The sage concluded, "That's the place to enter." 2. A monk asked, "How does one find the Buddha?" A sage replied, "What's your name?" The monk said, "Gosan." The sage said, "How pitiful that a jewel of such value goes unseen while lying in plain sight." I was reminded of the Hung Po / Nan Chuan story involving the knife, the vegetables and the punchline "that's fine for a guest but not for a host...". |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2013 12:46:55 GMT -5
Cos there ain't no grass getting cut with a hammer? swish,.. Swish,... SWISH! yes ... by why couldn't he have been hammering nails? (** bang! bang! bang! **) ... of course, the fact that I'm even asking this is probably a clue that I've never been within 5 ft of a Zendo ... I'm with ya'. Those zen dudes were poets. Here's Ikku rockin the house in the 14th century: nature's a killer I won't sing to it I hold my breath and listen to the dead singing under the grass sick of it whatever it's called sick of the names I dedicate every pore to what's here a well nobody dug filled with no water ripples and a shapeless weightless man drinks that stone Buddha deserves all the birdshít it gets I wave my skinny arms like a tall flower in the wind if there's nowhere to rest at the end how can I get lost along the way? fúck flattery success money all I do is lie back and suck my thumb one long pure beautiful road of pain and the beauty of death and no pain The vast flood Rolls onward But yield yourself, And it floats you upon it. It has the original mouth but remains wordless; It is surrounded by a magnificent mound of hair. Sentient beings can get completely lost in it But it is also the birthplace of all the Buddhas of the ten thousand worlds. |
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Post by desertrat on Oct 25, 2013 13:00:19 GMT -5
two oxen pulling a cart to market would work , I just saw him ridding a horse/donkey . He is cutting the grass for them , if he lets them go in the tall grass , it could take him all do day to find them . More Cowbell! I guess I dont get the connection . I thought the skit on S.N.L. was funny . www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Ix7jqxXQ2I |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2013 13:00:47 GMT -5
yes ... by why couldn't he have been hammering nails? (** bang! bang! bang! **) ... of course, the fact that I'm even asking this is probably a clue that I've never been within 5 ft of a Zendo ... I'm with ya'. Those zen dudes were poets. Here's Ikku rockin the house in the 14th century: nature's a killer I won't sing to it I hold my breath and listen to the dead singing under the grass sick of it whatever it's called sick of the names I dedicate every pore to what's here a well nobody dug filled with no water ripples and a shapeless weightless man drinks that stone Buddha deserves all the birdshít it gets I wave my skinny arms like a tall flower in the wind if there's nowhere to rest at the end how can I get lost along the way? fúck flattery success money all I do is lie back and suck my thumb one long pure beautiful road of pain and the beauty of death and no pain The vast flood Rolls onward But yield yourself, And it floats you upon it. It has the original mouth but remains wordless; It is surrounded by a magnificent mound of hair. Sentient beings can get completely lost in it But it is also the birthplace of all the Buddhas of the ten thousand worlds. Haha....one of Q's past incarnations no doubt lol |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2013 13:01:25 GMT -5
I was imagining what a solution might be to having oxen lost in tall grass. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2013 13:07:56 GMT -5
I'm with ya'. Those zen dudes were poets. Here's Ikku rockin the house in the 14th century: nature's a killer I won't sing to it I hold my breath and listen to the dead singing under the grass sick of it whatever it's called sick of the names I dedicate every pore to what's here a well nobody dug filled with no water ripples and a shapeless weightless man drinks that stone Buddha deserves all the birdshít it gets I wave my skinny arms like a tall flower in the wind if there's nowhere to rest at the end how can I get lost along the way? fúck flattery success money all I do is lie back and suck my thumb one long pure beautiful road of pain and the beauty of death and no pain The vast flood Rolls onward But yield yourself, And it floats you upon it. It has the original mouth but remains wordless; It is surrounded by a magnificent mound of hair. Sentient beings can get completely lost in it But it is also the birthplace of all the Buddhas of the ten thousand worlds. Haha....one of Q's past incarnations no doubt lol I bow to the high praise. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2013 13:15:23 GMT -5
Haha....one of Q's past incarnations no doubt lol I bow to the high praise. Hah! |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2013 13:19:54 GMT -5
I bow to the high praise. Hah! I unbow to repel sarcasm. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2013 13:22:56 GMT -5
I unbow to repel sarcasm. Hah! as an aside, no sarcasm intended...I thought you were saying that you wrote the poem, the Hah! Was a Hah! For a cool execution of prose. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2013 13:26:16 GMT -5
I unbow to repel sarcasm. Hah! as an aside, no sarcasm intended...I thought you were saying that you wrote the poem, the Hah! Was a Hah! For a cool execution of prose. No that's total Ikkyu. I retract my unbow and reinstate my original bow. Genuine praise is a gift to behold. Ikkyu was da man. Raunchy, ribald, reprehensible, rebellious, lusty, and irreverent. |
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