Buddy and Joe, two friends one the teacher Joe the other the student Buddy, sat closely in a guarded meadow. Talking quietly and subtly as was their want.
So the problem is Joe..Buddy asked....we have made things by force of me things to solid. We have made solid what is not. Our awareness precipiated into these forms we see ..
Yes, Joe replied....we have spun things with our force of awareness, to make them solid and to precipitate as we see them, real forms solid and all the rest.
The antidote to this to much of awareness Joe,..... Buddy asked...
The antidote Joe replied.... is emptiness Buddy. Not emptiness taken as a object, spun into emptiness, becomeing solid, as nihilism, but emptiness in every thing known seen touched found in any manner.
All, no soul, no god no inner being, no inner nature of indestructible quality,...nothing found solid. All, every bit, to include awareness itself, found empty, a product of cause.
Self cause not disallowed cause nevertheless....
That's it Buddy Joe said, all of it.
The antidote to this thing of awareness made to solid thing, and producing harm and suffering.
Emptiness. All empty..... that remedies it.
Joe and Buddy then did skip away through what appeared to be stars... gleaming and bright... though they were not stars. To lands and places that be not lands and places. And found all to be as it was....there, and was everywhere.
In bliss they danced. Continuing along their way...... a way found to be in their way, no way at all.
They did and will...in their way of walking.
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"This order considers that progress can be achieved more rapidly during a single month of self-transformation through terrifying conditions in rough terrain and in "the abode of harmful forces" than through meditating for a period of three years in towns and monasteries"....Takpo Tashi Namgyal.
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