Buddha said: “I consider the positions of kings and rulers as that of
dust motes. I observe treasures of gold and gems as so many bricks and
pebbles. I look upon the finest silken robes as tattered rags. I see
myriad worlds of the universe as small seeds of fruit, and the greatest
lake in India as a drop of oil on my foot.
I perceive the teachings of
the world to be the illusion of magicians. I discern the highest
conception of emancipation as a golden brocade in a dream, and view the
holy path of the illuminated ones as flowers appearing in one’s eyes.
I
see meditation as a pillar of a mountain, Nirvana as a nightmare of
daytime. I look upon the judgment of right and wrong as the serpentine
dance of a dragon, and the rise and fall of beliefs as but traces left
by the four seasons.”
from collection of Stone and Sand
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