Mortals liberate Buddhas and Buddhas liberate mortals.
quote by Bodhidharma
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Even Buddhas Die
even buddhas die...
but without mourning,
without a sense of loss,
without asking for tears.
but they do feel mourning,
yours...
they do feel a sense of loss,
yours....
and they shed tears,
that are yours....
and so reborn by choice,
to help carry your bucket,
and walk beside you...
for buddhas help buddhas
till all are free!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Liberate the minds of men and ultimately you will liberate the bodies of men.
quote by Marcus Garvey
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Do Buddhas Weep?
do buddhas weep?
do trees bend in the moonlight
as if to touch the grass?
do mountains groan in their stillness?
do the bird's wings taste the sky?
do the mouths of the dying
form prayers that the living
cannot hear, or understand?
does the wind know
from whence it came?
does it care?
does it know where it's going?
does it matter?
when we lay the clothes
of suffering down...
and walk naked into the night,
will we be alone?
and if i made love to you
across this distance...
would you dream of wolves,
and candles?
do buddhas weep?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Every time we liberate a woman, we liberate a man.
quote by Margaret Mead
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Discover God
None of these men ever cared.
Not one of them ever meant well.
These mortals cannot liberate you.
From the burning, the churning of Hell.
But see, my child, I'm a prophet.
I'm all that you'll ever need.
Remove yourself from these traitors.
Who refuse to bend knee to me.
Deny me, and you shall be punished.
Ignore all desires and bow.
Your heart will tempt you with happiness.
Nothing but a pestilence now.
So please, my child, stand before me.
So I may swallow you down.
Avoid the nonbelievers.
My holiness taught you so well.
Discover God...
He is your only friend.
poem by Aaron Lynn
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Hey Whatever
Bryan:
Well I can't control the universe
Cause I'm only a man
And I've been reading the papers
But they won't tell me who I am
Shane:
If you really need a new philosophy
Well there's one that makes sense
The one I profess but I say
Chorus: (All)
Hey whatever
Let your beauty come alive
Let your colour fill the sky
And say whatever
Why don't you liberate your mind
Let your colour fill the sky
Shane:
All the world's a waiting room
And we're standing in line
For the answers to the question
"What makes this fine?"
Mark:
Don't let them change your story
Won't let them change your song
Don't let the gurus and philosophers lead you on
Ahh...
Chorus: (All)
Hey whatever
Let your beauty come alive
Let your colour fill the sky
And say whatever
Why don't you liberate your mind
Let your colour fill the sky
Mark:
Wooo!
It's like taking a seat at the roulette table
Just spinning the wheel
Good or bad just take what comes
Don't change how you feel
You're a champion of science
Or are y'just some freak show's fool
What can not be proved, no no
Can still be true
And I say
Chorus: (All)
Hey whatever
Let your beauty come alive
Let your colour fill the sky
And say whatever
Why don't you liberate your mind
Let your colour fill the sky
Chorus: (All)
Hey whatever
Let your beauty come alive
Let your colour fill the sky
And say whatever
Why don't you liberate your mind
Let your colour fill the sky
Ahhh...
Heeey whatever
song performed by by Westlife
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Buddhas don't practice nonsense.
quote by Bodhidharma
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Even Snake Gourds
hey!-even snake gourds
become Buddhas-
don't get caught behind!
poem by Masaoka Shiki
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You, yourself, must make the effort. The buddhas are only teachers.
in the coolness
gods and Buddhas
dwell as neighbors
haiku by Masaoki Shiki
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Buddhas move freely through birth and death, appearing and disappearing at will.
quote by Bodhidharma
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The Buddhas had to be destroyed by the Taliban to get the world thinking about Afghanistan.
quote by Mohsen Makhmalbaf
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Whoever realizes that the six senses aren't real, that the five aggregates are fictions, that no such things can be located anywhere in the body, understands the language of Buddhas.
quote by Bodhidharma
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Hong Kong Blues
Its the story of a very unfortunate coloured man
Who got arrested down in old hong kong
He got twenty years privilege taken away from him
When he kicked old buddhas gong
And now hes poppin the piano just to raise the
Price
Of a ticket to the land of the free
Well, he says his homes in frisco where they
Send the rice
But its really in tennessee
Thats why he says
I need someone to love me
Need somebody to carry me home to san
Francisco
And bury my body there
I need someone to lend me a fifty-dollar bill
And then
Ill leave hong kong far behind me
For happiness once again
Wont somebody believe
Ive a yen to see that bay again
Everytime I try to leave
Sweet opium wont let me fly away
I need someone to love me
Need somebody to carry me home to san
Francisco
And bury my body there
Thats the story of a very unfortunate coloured man
Who got arrested down in old hong kong
He got twenty years privilege taken away from him
When he kicked old buddhas gong
song performed by by George Harrison
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From
My grief no mortals know,
Except the yearning!
Alone, a prey to woe,
All pleasure spurning,
Up tow'rds the sky I throw
A gaze discerning.
He who my love can know
Seems ne'er returning;
With strange and fiery glow
My heart is burning.
My grief no mortals know,
Except the yearning!
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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So
Obscene mortals on scene
Adept at betrayal
Offscene goodness off seen
Mortals rest sceptical
Mother queen Earth has been
Her best to be whimsical
Rebirth umpteen on wheeling
Nature 's assaying reviving trial
Unseen Lord off scene
Not yet at self-portrayal
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Arrested Desires
Mortals
Though mortals
Not symbols of immortal
Why then
Those desires so deeply embedded
With firmly entwined roots
He cannot uproot
Follows there course
To conquer those heights
Which unconquered lie
And then
That evitable fall
Of which he never thought
A thud
Of a huge tree
Disturbing the surroundings that be
Arrested desires
Achieving to meet the needs.
Never falls
And if ever falls
Harmony restores.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Mortals And Immortals
Behold, the mortals of blood
Are not powerful like us;
The windows we see through
Show us light of our moods.
The silence of immortality is,
Greed shall conquer the young
Who are yet too evil and kind,
Much like mortals of blood.
It is grand sourness to hurt
The blood of folk who learn;
The immortals of desire can craze
Over the health they possess.
Infer from thoughts of gold and silver,
They glisten and you must listen.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Wrathful
O pupils of Gaza . .
Teach us . . .
A little of what you have
For we have forgotten . . .
Teach us . .
To be men
For we have men . .
dough they become . . .
Teach us . .
How the rocks become
in the children's hands,
precious diamond . .
How it becomes
The child's bicycle, a mine
And the silk ribbon . .
An ambush . .
How the feeding bottle nipple . .
If detained not
Turns into a knife . . . .
O pupils of Gaza
Care not . .
about our broadcasts . .
And hear us not . .
Strike . .
Strike . . .
With all your powers
And firmly in your hands take matters
And ask us not . .
We the people of arithmetic . .
And of addition . .
And of subtraction . .
Your wars do carry on
And abstain from us . .
We're the deserters
from the service,
Your ropes do bring
And hang us . . .
We're mortals . .
Who possess not tombs
And orphans . .
who possess not masters
We kept already to our rooms . .
And we asked you
To fight the dragon . .
We've diminished, before you
A thousand century . .
And you've grown
-Within a month-Centuries . .
O pupils of Gaza . .
Return not . .
To our writings . .
And read us not..
We're your fathers . .
Do resemble us not . .
We're your idols . .
Do worship us not . .
We engage in
Political lies . .
And repression . .
And we build graves . .
And jails . .
Liberate us . .
From the fear problem in us . .
And expel
The opium from our heads . .
Teach us . .
The art of adherence to the Land,
And leave not . .
The Messiah saddened . .
O our beloved children
Salam . .
May Allah render your day
Jasmine . . .
From the cracks of ruined earth
You emerged forth
And planted in our wound
Musk rose . .
This is the revolution of notebooks . .
And ink . .
Do become on the lips
melodies . .
Shower us . .
Heroism, and pride
And from our ugliness wash us
Wash us . .
Fear neither Moses. .
Nor Moses' spell . .
And ready yourself
To harvest the olives
Verily this Jewish age
is an illusion . .
That shall collapse . .
Albeit sureness we possess . . .
O madmen of Gaza . .
A thousand welcome . . .
in madmen,
If they liberate us
Verily the age of political reason
has long bygone . . .
Do teach us madness . . .
poem by Nizar Qabbani
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