I didn't think many people accepted this as representative of the teachings of Shakyamuni Buddha except in the most limited and, well, fictional way (much like Hesse's novel _Siddhartha_), until today: in a conversation by email, an earnest inquirer alluded to it and quoted a passage at length. At first this seemed totally non sequitur, and in a way refreshing (at least it wasn't Ken Wilber or Andrew Cohen, yes?). So I appreciated the gesture. This:
There is self and there is truth. Where self is, truth is not. Where truth is, self is not. Self is the fleeting error of samsara; it is individual separateness and that egotism which begets envy and hatred. Self is the yearning for pleasure and the lust after vanity. Truth is the correct comprehension of things; it is the permanent and everlasting, the real in all existence, the bliss of righteousness.
I'm wondering: has anyone here even read this book? I hadn't thought about it in many years. Thoughts on the book, on its historical impact, its present circulation as it were? I think being free online means it gets a second life in Second Life, for what it's worth.