Sunday, February 22, 2015


Just as a mother would protect
with her life her own son, her only son,
so one should cultivate an unbounded mind toward all beings, 
and loving-kindness toward all the world.

one should cultivate an unbounded mind,
above and below and across, 
without obstruction,
without enmity.
without rivalry,
standing, or going, or seated or lying down,
as long as one is free from drowsiness,
one should practice this mindfulness.
this, they say,
is the holy state here.


There are three type people in the world, What three?
One who s carving on a rock,
one who is scratching on the ground and
one who is writing on the water.

What shot of person is like carving on the rock?
imagine certain people who certain people who is always getting angry
and his anger lasts long, just curving on the rock is
not soon worn off by mind, water or lapse of time.

what short of person like scratching on the ground?
imagine certain people who certain people is always getting angry
but his anger does not last long, just scratching on the ground is
soon worn of by mind, water, and lapse of time.

and what shot of people is writing on the water?
imagine a certain people who, even thought to harshly,
sharply, roughly, is easily reconciled and become agreeable and friendly,
just as writer on the water disappears.

Friday, February 20, 2015


If beings know, as i know,
the results of sharing gifts,
they would not enjoy their gifts without sharing them with others,
nor would the taint of stinginess obsess the hearth and stay there.
Event if it where their last and final bit of food,
they not bi enjoy its use without sharing it,
if there were anyone to receive it.

Thursday, February 19, 2015


Through many a birth i wandered in samsara (round of rebirth), 
seeking, but not finding, the builder of the house. 
Sorrowful is to be born again and again.

0 House-Builder, you are seen!
you shall build no house again.
All your rafters are broken.
Your ridge-pole is shattered.

My mind has attained the unconditioned.
Achieved is the end of craving


On life journey 
FAITH is nourishment
VIRTUOUS DEEDS are a shelter,
WISDOM is the light by day and
the protection by night

If a man Lives a pure life 
nothing can destroy him;
if he has conquered greed
nothing can limit his freedom


There is no fire like greed,
no crime like hatred,
no sorrow like separation,
no sickness like hunger of heart,
and no joy like the joy of freedom.

Hunger is a greatest affliction,
conditionality the greatest source of despair.
The wise, seeing this as it is realize liberation, the greatest joy.

Wednesday, February 18, 2015


A brahmin once asked
The Blesssed one: "Are you a God?

"no, Brahmin" said the blessed one.

"Are you a saint?"

"no, Brahmin" said the blessed one.

"are you magician?"

"no, Brahmin" said the blessed one.

"what are you then?"