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Latest revision as of 19:02, 22 March 2022
event type | discourse |
date & time | 8 Mar 1976 am |
location | Chuang Tzu Auditorium, Poona |
language | English |
audio | Available, duration 1h 26min. Quality: good. |
online audio | |
video | Not available |
online video | |
see also |
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online text | find the PDF of this discourse |
shorttitle | SEARCH08 |
- notes
- synopsis
- Reader of the sutras: Sw Ananda Teertha.
- The sutras
- 7. The Bull Transcended
- Astride the bull, I reach home.
- I am serene. The bull too can rest.
- The dawn has come. In blissful repose,
- Within my thatched dwelling I have abandoned the whip and rope
- Comment:
- All is one law, not two. We only make the bull a temporary subject. It is as the relation of rabbit and trap, of fish and net. It is as gold and dross, or the moon emerging from a cloud. One path of clear light travels on throughout endless time.
- 8. Both Bull and Self Transcended
- Whip, rope, person, and bull -- all merge in no-thing.
- This heaven is so vast no message can stain it.
- How may a snowflake exist in a raging fire?
- Here are the footprints of the patriarchs.
- Comment:
- Mediocrity is gone.
- Mind is clear of limitation. I seek no state of enlightenment. Neither do I remain where no enlightenment exists. Since I linger in neither condition, eyes cannot see me. If hundreds of birds strew my path with flowers, such praise would be meaningless.
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