From March Sesshin
March 19, 2009
Today’s teisho will be on Case 43 in the Book of
Serenity. Case 43 is entitled, “Luoshan’s
Arising and Vanishing.”
INTRODUCTION
One touch of the philosophers’ stone turns iron
into gold; one word of the ultimate principle transforms an
ordinary person into a sage. If you know that gold and iron
are not two, that ordinary and sage are fundamentally the
same, then after all you’ll have no use for it; but
tell me, what one touch is it?
CASE
Luoshan asked Yantou, “When arising and vanishing
go on unceasingly, what then?”
Yantou shouted and said, “Whose arising and vanishing
is it?”
VERSE
Severing old entangling vines
Opening up a fox lair
A leopard covers itself with fog to change its spots
A dragon rides the thunder to change its bones
Bah!
Arising and vanishing in profusion—what is it?
[Three bells.]
Well, today is the second day of our spring sesshin, and
I want to thank everybody for doing a very good job this morning
in the zendo. I was very impressed by the deep sitting. Many
of you didn’t take breaks between the meditation periods.
In the case of one person—a first-timer here--it was
just amazing to see. Only yesterday morning, he was moving
constantly through each of the sits. But this morning, the
bell rang and he didn’t uncross his legs even once.
You know that a person is in deep samadhi when you see him
sitting motionless like that. I found his achievement quite
inspiring because I can remember many, many years ago, when
I first started to do Zen practice. My first sesshin was an
enormous challenge, physically and psychologically, and sometimes
I just couldn’t get through a single sit without moving.
It seemed that I was in constant pain. But something about
the experience deeply resonated with me. Even though each
sit was very difficult, there was something about the experience
of sesshin that was powerful and liberating even though I
couldn’t tell you what it was at the time.
When the sesshin was finally over, I came away from it with
a different sort of mind. At the time I didn’t know
why, but there was something about the state of awareness
that I had entered during sesshin that just felt different…it
felt different. I didn’t consciously understand the
change at the time, but for some reason, after my first sesshin
I signed up for another one. Then I signed up for another
sesshin after that, and so on and so on. If somebody had asked
me, “Why are you going to sesshin?” I’m
not sure I could have explained. Maybe I would have said,
“I’m interested in enlightenment,” or something
like that. But that’s very abstract, you know. Yet something
kept bringing me back, sesshin after sesshin after sesshin.
Now, in retrospect, I can say more clearly what it was.
At the time, however, I was doing something I just had to
do --without any conscious understanding of my motivation.
But I remember one sesshin in particular when I was sitting
pretty deeply. And then the bell rang to signal the end of
the sitting period, and I realized that I didn’t need
to move. Up until that point I had often barely made it through
a single sitting period. Getting through every period of meditation
seemed like crossing a highwire at the circus. The acrobat
just wants to get from this end of the wire to that end of
the wire without falling off. For the person on the wire,
it’s step, step, step. For the beginner on the cushion,
it’s breath, breath, breath, trying not to move. And
usually I would begin to feel a sense of strain toward the
end of the period. I was like an acrobat wobbling on the wire
and looking ahead to see how many precarious steps remained.
Of course, the end of the wire sometimes looked quite distant.
I’d be hoping—praying--that the timekeeper would
soon ring the bell. “Come on, ring the bell, ring the
bell!”
You all know what this is like. When you start sitting, you
drop into deep concentration, and then you stay there as long
as you can. But sometimes you break concentration prematurely.
You rise out of concentration only to find that the bell hasn’t
rung yet. And then you become aware, perhaps, of your legs
hurting. So you try to go back into that state of deep concentration,
and then, after a while, you get to the other end of the wire
and you’re safe. The bell rings and you can relax. And
I must say that some of you really relax after the bells rings.
[Refers to a person who has spread out flat on the floor during
break period.] That’s ok with me. You might need a good
stretch. Please enjoy it.
At any rate, I spent many sesshins just trying to get through
the sits, the meditation periods. And I remember that after
two or three sits in a row, I would go back to my room and
I would just dive into bed. I would just fall sleep instantly,
as soon my body had landed on the mattress. Even though you
might not know why sitting motionless seems so strenuous,
it really is. You might say to somebody unfamiliar with sesshin,
“I’ve been sitting on a cushion for the last day
and a half, and I’m exhausted!” Of course, they’d
wonder what you were talking about. But this enormous concentration
is quite strenuous at first, so I would just go back to my
bed and conk out.
But one day I was sitting in samadhi and the bell rang to
signal the end of the meditation period—thirty minutes.
But I didn’t need to move. I went on through the next
period of meditation, and I then I thought to myself, “Amazing,
two periods of meditation without stopping.” And then
the bell rang again and I thought, “Well, why not make
it three?” And then I went through the third without
moving. I can also remember becoming aware that my consciousness
felt rather different than my ordinary consciousness.
You know, most people don’t observe their minds during
the day. As they go through their daily activities, people
seldom turn the mind back on itself. But if you take the time
to do so, you’ll probably notice that your ordinary
mental states are quite different from the kind of awareness
you enter when you’re on the cushion. As you may notice,
ordinary consciousness is quite broken up into pieces. It’s
quite fragmented and it’s quite alienated. Often we
feel like spectators, watching our own lives from an imaginary
distance.
Ordinarily, the mind is in a focused, continuous state for
only brief periods of two or three seconds. For two or three
seconds you focus on this, then for two or three seconds you
focus on that. And usually those seconds are accompanied by
various emotional states. Some of our two-second intervals
might be very happy; some of them might be very sad. Some
of them are angry and so on. A lot of them are anxious. If
you observe your mind as you go through your daily activities,
you might be surprised to realize just how often you’re
anxious. Of course, it’s difficult to turn the mind
back on itself—to watch the mind’s own operations.
But sometimes people can get a glimpse of their minds, and
that can be surprising.
My point is that ordinary consciousness is very fragmented.
Usually it comes in little packages of two or three seconds,
and usually it’s accompanied by various emotional states.
And the underlying mood of ordinary consciousness is anxiety
punctuated by various forms of hope and fear and sometimes
pleasure, right? The other thing about ordinary consciousness
is that it’s very, very self centered. That’s
not meant as a criticism. It’s just a fact that ordinary
consciousness is very much about me. You need a “me,”
but ordinary conscious is all about preserving and protecting
it, to the detriment of almost everything else.
Let’s say you could go through the day with a special
counting device on your belt. Let’s imagine that it
would be possible for you to press the device every time you
thought of yourself. I imagine that we’d all have thousands
of clicks by the end of the day. That’s ordinary consciousness.
It’s all about me--my comfort and my safety and my pleasure
and my fears and my dreams for more comfort, safety and pleasure.
The result is anxiety. There’s a lot of anxiety in ordinary
consciousness because, as you know, when we have a dream or
an aspiration that we try to make real, often things don’t
go the way we want, and that lack of success produces all
kinds of negative emotions. And often there’s a very
strong sense of tension or conflict. Welcome to the ordinary
mind.
Somebody left our sesshin last night—somebody had to
leave. And that person's departure reminded me of another
person who left sesshin many years ago. That person, who had
been practicing meditation for five years, came into dokusan
[private interview] in a very discouraged state. This person
said, “I just don’t think that Zen is working
for me. I’ve been practicing for five years and I still
haven’t achieved enlightenment.” And I replied
that this seemed like an unrealistic timetable. But the person
was insistent: “Not only have I not achieved enlightenment,
I also still have a lot of distractions and anxieties and
delusional thoughts.” So I said, “Of course. How
often during the day do you think of yourself?” And,
of course, it was obvious that we think of ourselves all the
time. We practice being in the ordinary mind twelve to fifteen
hours a day. By comparison, how often do we practice entering
samadhi [nondualistic awareness]?
In the Dhammapada, the Buddha says this: “All
that we are is the result of what we have thought: it is founded
on our thoughts, it is made up of our thoughts.” Well,
when we spend so much time in ordinary consciousness, we are
powerfully conditioning ourselves to behave in a certain way.
And when you come to sesshin and you sit down on the cushion,
you’re working against a lot of your own self-conditioning.
You know, it’s not anybody’s fault that ordinary
consciousness is the way it is. But all day long, every time
you’re planning something for yourself or you’re
dreading something or you’re angry about something,
you’re conditioning yourself to live with a certain
kind of consciousness. It stands to reason that deep change
will take time and effort.
One might say when we do zazen, we’re deconditioning
the mind--deconditioning the mind. But it’s not easy
because we all have these mental habits that we’ve been
reinforcing right up to the start of the sesshin. When you
sit down on the cushion, those habits are still there. It’s
unrealistic to expect them not to be. And it’s unrealistic
to talk about enlightenment until you spend a lot of time
in samadhi. By “lots of time” I mean years or
decades, not hours or days.
But the situation isn’t hopeless at all. When you begin
to watch the breath, when you begin to pull your mind into
the moment, something changes. As you start to unify your
mind with the breath or with mu [emptiness], you’ll
notice that within perhaps a couple of hours—not so
long, really--your mind begins to operate in a different way.
What often happens is that people begin to enter a very placid
and empty state within a day or so. But then, after this initial
emptiness, there’s a change: a welter of thoughts and
distractions arise. But even so, the mind isn’t functioning
the way it does when you’re in your ordinary consciousness.
Even if you’re sitting on the cushion and you’re
having lots of thoughts, it’s not the same as the mind
you have when you’re going about your normal business….very
different. You still have thoughts, but you’re aware
of the thoughts in a different way. You’re observing
them, but as these thoughts come and go, they don’t
dominate you completely. Thoughts become like clouds in a
wide blue sky. There might still be many, many clouds, but
they come and go while your awareness remains somehow fixed,
not swept along.
If you just keep focusing on the breath or mu, you will eventually
enter this state which is quite different from ordinary consciousness—a
deep stillness and immobility—and this is the state
that the new person here entered into this morning. This person
was probably just trying to get through the morning—just
trying to survive. After all, it’s the second day of
sesshin. I’m sure he was very tired, and I imagine he
sat down on the cushion just thinking, “If I can only
get through this morning. . . . .” You know what that’s
like. But then, all of a sudden, everything can change. It
is possible to enter this blue-sky mind which is more continuous,
less fragmented. Less self-centered and also more connected
to the world instead of to thoughts alone. When you hear a
sound, it might feel like its coming right out of your own
body. And sometimes, there’s also this subtle undercurrent.
It’s like an energy pulse. Maybe you haven’t experienced
it that way at first. But you will.
This is what we call samadhi, deep samadhi. It’s not
always possible to get there, but if you spend a fair amount
of time in this state, you can experience the world in a very,
very different way. And this is what Zen practice is all about.
Don’t let anybody tell you that samadhi isn’t
part of Zen practice. All the sutras speak of it with highest
praise.
Luoshan asked Yantou, “When arising and vanishing
go on unceasingly, what then?
Yantou shouted and said, “Whose arising and vanishing
is it?”
When I sit down on the cushion, I try to have no expectations.
But of course I have expectations. I want this sesshin to
be a successful sesshin, and I want to be a good Zen teacher
and so on. And naturally, things don’t always go the
way I want. This morning I had a beautiful sit, but on some
mornings I wake up and I sit down on the cushion, and then
I feel the arthritis in my knee and that pain can bother me
a lot. Sometimes events from my past come back—memories--and
I become aware of old emotions, long buried.
The other day when I was sitting in mu-shin [mind of emptiness,
awareness without object]I began to think about my dog, a
collie named Sergeant. The backstory is that when I went off
to college, my parents got divorced. My mother and my father
were never very mature people, and divorce was not their best
moment. I have met people whose parents separated and the
parents were very pleasant to each other, even kindly. But
my parents were really, really hostile to each other, and
the family environment became quite unhealthy. Anyway, my
mother got “custody,” so to speak, of our dog
Sergeant. And Mother didn’t know how to take care of
animals very well, and for convenience she used to keep Sergeant
locked up in the garage all day. Poor Sergeant! He loved to
roam freely through the woods on the base. When we lived on
the Navy base before the divorce, Sergeant could go anywhere
he pleased. But after the divorce my mother had to move off
the base and she took our dog with her. And she put the poor
dog in the garage for most of the day, except when he was
taken out for walks.
I was seventeen, going off to college, and I didn’t
really think about my dog. You know how it is. I would come
home from college and go into the garage, and there was Sergeant
looking like an innocent man condemned to solitary confinement.
He was innocent, and he looked so sad and hurt, as though
he were saying, “Why are you doing this to me, I who
love you so much?” When I was seventeen, I was a thoughtless
person. I knew Sergeant was hurting but I felt that I had
my own life to live. But even if I had wanted to help, I had
no place to put a dog. He couldn’t stay in my dorm room.
So I went back to school and over the spring semester I got
a call from my sister, who told me that my mother had put
Sergeant to sleep. I remember sitting in the phone booth at
the library. In those days, there were no portable phones.
I remember sitting in the phone booth and when my sister gave
me the news, I started crying. And then, after a while, I
went on with my life. Or so I thought.
Oddly, the other day I was sitting on the cushion and all
of a sudden I started remembering Sergeant. I was wracked
with remorse and I thought, “Why did I neglect him?
Why didn’t I do more to get him out of that garage?”
Basically, I started reliving the event. I felt a powerful
sense of regret and helplessness. What could I do—I
was just a kid? And then I got mad at my mother, and then
I got mad at my father for cheating on my mother, causing
the divorce.
All of this took place almost 40 years ago, yet for a while,
it was all here again. As the memories unfolded, I just kept
going back to my breath, back into mu-shin. And then, after
a while, all the emotional turmoil stopped. My mind became
more serene and began to return to the present moment. I could
see what had happened, and what had not happened. I understood
that everyone had been confused at the time, and that an innocent,
loving dog had suffered as a result. I had made a mistake,
which I will try never to repeat. There was no way to correct
all of this now, but I was truly sorry and my heart had become
calm and still.
It’s possible to say that I transcended the whole experience,
but that’s not quite how it was. It’s possible
to think of Zen practice as transcending the world…transcending
the world. But that’s not what happened. I think it
should be called embracing the world or accepting the world.
Earlier I was speaking about a person several years ago who
came to speak with me prior to leaving the sesshin early.
When this person came in to see me, he said, “I have
been practicing Zen for 5 or 6 years and I still have fear,
I still have anxiety and I’m not enlightened yet.”
I suspect that this person was imagining enlightenment as
a transcendent state far above ordinary experience--far above
our frustrations and our fears and the things that bother
us like leaving our beloved dog in the garage and then letting
him get killed.
But I myself have had Dai Kensho and I still have thoughts
like that, thoughts that just pop into my head, and they still
trigger all kinds of emotions. And so you might say, “Why
is he still having these thoughts, even after the Great Awakening
experience? I thought that Zen practice was about transcendence.”
But actually that would be a big mistake. There’s a
part of our life which is this beautiful mind which has no
obstructions. You sit down on the cushion and time disappears.
The self disappears and you’re in the flow of this beautiful
life energy. And these moments are almost divine…godlike.
And that is really part of who we are. If you practice Zen,
you will spend a lot of time there.
Of course, many people spend most of their time in ordinary
consciousness—I would say too much time for their own
good. And so we Zen people try to spend more time in that
other state, that other mind. We call it “big mind.”
And yet little mind is also important and really wonderful.
It hurt me so much to have my mother put my dog to sleep
because I loved my mother and I loved my dog. And I still
feel personally guilty for not intervening. One might think
that if I practice Zen long enough I shouldn’t have
to remember these events and feel these emotions. I shouldn’t
have to feel these things. Isn’t Zen about getting beyond
all of this? Isn’t Zen supposed to make life go more
smoothly? If I have had the Dai Kensho experience, isn’t
it the case that I should go through life without any problems
anymore? I’m always supposed to know the answer. I’m
always supposed to be calm. I’m never supposed to be
distressed if somebody hurts my feelings.
Many people imagine enlightenment this way, but it’s
quite false. Such people have a distorted view of awakened
mind. When people come to our meditation hall for the first
time, they imagine that Zen is all about bliss. They might
suppose that they’re going to sit down on the cushion
and be freed from their suffering. Perhaps they’re even
going to dwell in a state of godlike happiness. Many people
think of meditation this way. You’re supposed to be
serene and happy and calm and safe and so on. Nothing will
ever bother you again.
And indeed, when people come in and sit down on the cushion,
they sometimes feel that way at first. They come on a Monday
or Friday night, and they sit down and begin to calm the mind.
And the mind becomes very serene, very still, very calm. But
if you keep sitting like that for a while, all this mental
stuff comes bubbling up to the surface. Maybe you think about
the time your mother put your dog to sleep or something like
that. Or maybe you think about being rejected by a lover,
or betrayed by a friend. Maybe you think about some trouble
at work, or the possibility you might lose your job. When
this stuff comes bubbling to the surface, some people think,
“Well, this Zen is no good. I want bliss.”
But as I often say, “If you could just come into the
zendo and sit down on the cushion and bliss out, zazen would
be a drug.” It wouldn’t be helping you to live
a better life. It wouldn’t be making you more aware.
You might as well smoke opium. Somehow we have to work through
our problems, not escape or “transcend” them.
Zen is not about reaching a state in which there will be
no more problems or pain in your legs. It won’t bring
you to a state in which nobody can hurt your feelings anymore.
That would be a deeply impoverished life.
There’s a richness to life when both of the halves
come together—the radiant mind of formlessness and the
bumpy, jolting experience of form. Together, they’re
both one life--the part of us that gets tired and has painful
legs and the part of us that can experience this godlike consciousness.
On day 2 of sesshin you can easily get discouraged. You might
say, “Yesterday when I was sitting my mind was so clear,
but now I have all this mental junk to contend with.”
If you misunderstand what’s happening in this way, it
can create a lot of frustration. You might even leave the
sesshin.
It’s a fantasy of ours that these two parts of ourselves
are separate. Sitting on the cushion is all about breaking
down the wall that we create in our minds between these two
aspects of reality, these two aspects of ourselves: this radiant,
godlike, boundless consciousness and this other consciousness
that gets nervous about this or that, or fears not being loved,
or feels guilty about neglecting his dog and so on. Basically,
the rhythm of Zen practice is constantly moving back and forth
between these two realms that seem so separate. And little
by little that separation dissolves. But I’m afraid
that will take more than 4 or 5 years. In fact that achievement
takes a lifetime of work but I promise you the journey can
be very beautiful.
So, if you’ve just had a still, quiet sit like this
person I saw sitting so motionless this morning--congratulations!!
That’s wonderful!! But another part of Zen practice
is struggling with our fears, our anxieties, our regrets.
And when you encounter those on the cushion, please don’t
think that something is going wrong. It’s all part of
one life.
If you come to sesshin expecting blissful, godlike consciousness,
you will indeed encounter it sometime. But you’re also
going to encounter this other consciousness…this other
aspect of yourself that feels trapped, frustrated, disappointed,
and so on. And working with both of these is what Zen practice
is all about….working with both of these. The payoff
for all that work is reconnection with the real world, the
world we actually live in.
There’s a wonderful poem by a Chinese Zen master whose
name was Shih-t’ou Hsi-ch'ien. The poem he wrote was
called the Ts'an-t'ung-ch'i, which is sometimes translated
as “An Inquiry into Matching Halves.” The “matching
halves” are the two parts of ourselves. In the poem
Shih-t’ou says that even if you have had Dai Kensho,
that’s not complete enlightenment. Isn’t that
interesting? He says that even if you have seen the Source
face to face, that’s not complete enlightenment yet.
Complete enlightenment is that radiant, boundless awareness
plus the pain in your legs, your disappointments, your broken
dreams. When those two aspects are completely integrated,
that’s complete awakening.
Shih-t’ou says that sometimes we experience the radiance
of awakened mind--the Source. Another way to describe it to
say that sometimes we’re sitting on the cushion and
everything falls away and we’re just in deep mu-shin.
Energy is flowing through us and we feel a tremendous sense
of serenity. But then you get off the cushion and something
bothers you. Maybe somebody put their sandals on top of your
sandals, and for some reason it pisses you off. That’s
like going from the light into the darkness, right? It’s
exactly like you slipped from the light into the darkness.
But Shih-t’ou says that these two aspects—the
light and the dark--are actually “matching halves”
of a single whole. He has a beautiful line: “Branching
streams flow on into darkness.” I love that line because
our discriminating minds tell us these two are different and
separate. The light flows into darkness. The light becomes
the darkness:
The spiritual source shines clear in the light;
the branching streams flow on into darkness. . . .
In the light there is darkness,
but don't take it as darkness;
In the dark there is light,
but don't see it as light.
Light and dark oppose one another
like the front and back foot in walking.
Our discriminating minds say “Two!” But Shih-t’ou
says, “Not two! These both make a beautiful life. Both
are necessary, both are Buddha.”
If you never come to sesshin and you’re caught up
in the extraordinary confusion of life, you won’t experience
this wholeness that I’m talking about. But it’s
also possible to miss out in another way-- by longing for
perfect serenity of mind without any obstacles, wanting to
remain in the pure formless realm of deep mu-shin. Isn’t
it interesting that even if you go into deep mu-shin, the
deepest mu-shin you can possibly achieve, something is going
to arise in your mind? Isn’t that interesting? If you
go into the deepest possible mu-shin, and everything seems
to disappear, and you feel as though you have no body and
there’s no time, all of a sudden you’re going
to become aware of something. It might be a sound or it might
be some embarrassing idea.
You’re in the deepest mu-shin and all of a sudden you
think some thought that’s not so lofty and noble. Maybe
you think of having sex! “Where did that come from?”
you ask yourself. Or you suddenly become aware of your anger
or something. You think, “I hate my mother!” Isn’t
that interesting? When this happens, you could say, “Oh,
I’m still not enlightened. After all this practice I’m
still not enlightened. I was in deep mu-shin but now I’ve
fallen back into the crap, the filth? I’ve fallen back
into the filth.” But, you see, it’s not like that…it’s
not like that.
In classical Hindu culture, enlightenment is imagined as
a lotus growing out of the filth of earthly existence. Enlightenment
is imagined as a pure, spotless lotus. This makes sense when
you think of all the stupidity and the craziness, the violence
and the selfishness of ordinary life. We come to sesshin to
purify body, mind and heart, and that process might be compared
to a pure white lotus rising out of the filthy muck. But this
is not the Buddhist view. The Buddhist view is that this world
is the flower. This world is the lotus, not the muck. The
Source is this beautiful enlightened mind. This world, in
all its craziness, is the product of that radiance. I hope
I’m making some sense. It’s not that enlightenment
comes out of the muck, it’s that this beautiful world
comes out of enlightened mind. Maybe that doesn’t make
any sense right now. But just say to yourself, “Not
two!” Ok? Not two.
So we can’t have deep Zen practice without encountering
our small mind. And, in fact, without small mind you can’t
have enlightenment! When we sit on the cushion, small mind
presents itself in a million different ways. Fragments of
thoughts and fantasies, images and tunes floating in our heads.
Painful memories and wild emotions. All of this offers such
a great opportunity to deepen our Big Mind.
Today is day 2. Maybe you have a serene, empty mind or maybe
not. Maybe your small mind is quite active. But please don’t
think that the activity of the small mind is a failure on
your part. If you go into the deepest mu-shin, small mind
will return again, including self-consciousness. And you can’t
stop it because these two things go together.
Ultimately, the point is not to stop anything but to understand
how they go together. How do they go together?
When you start to sit in the morning, it’s natural
to imagine that a certain outcome should follow. Later you
will come into dokusan and tell me about it. You might come
into dokusan this evening and say, “My mind is pure.
Not a thought has arisen.” Or you might go into deep
mu-shin but certain crazy thoughts come up. They might be
thoughts of an annoying or embarrassing or mortifying kind.
And you think, “Oh my God! This is a failure. This is
a big problem.” But the Zen approach is not to say “This
is right” or “This is wrong,” but to ask,
“What’s actually happening here?” and “Why
is it happening?”
The Zen practitioner should always be saying, “How
is this happening?” “Why is this happening?”
Not, “Should this be happening?” Let’s face
it—it’s happening! Everything is happening just
as it has to happen. But let’s try to understand what’s
happening.
So, you all are doing a wonderful job. Some of you are in
deep mu-shin and some of you aren’t. Some of you are
in a godlike, timeless consciousness and some of you are struggling,
counting the minutes with sweat on your brow. Some of you
are in luminous mind and some of you are thinking about…something
you might not want to share with others, perhaps. But whatever
it is, it’s all Buddha. How is it all Buddha? That’s
what we’re here to investigate. So please, just keep
going. You’re doing a wonderful job and whatever happens
next is supposed to happen. So let’s see what happens
next, Ok?
Luoshan asked Yantou, “When arising and vanishing
go on unceasingly, what then.
Arising is form. Vanishing is formless mu.
Yantou says, “Whose arising and vanishing is it?”
This is the correct Zen spirit. What is happening, and why?
Severing all entangling vines
Opening up a fox lair
A leopard covers itself with fog to change its spots
A dragon rides the thunder to change its bones
Bah!
Arising and vanishing in profusion—what is it?
What is it?
[Three bells.]
4.28.09