“ Clear dawn enters the ancient temple / First sun brightens the lofty grove / Winding paths lead off to secret places / Ch’an chamber: flowers deep among the trees. / In mountain light, singing joy is bird-nature / Pool shadows: empty, the hearts of men / All sound here falls to silence / All that remains: the bell-stone’s tone.
-Ch’ang Chien / At the P’o-shan Monastery
So Hot (Wash Away All of My Tears)
Spacemen 3 / Playing With Fire (1989)
“Heart’s mirror clear reflects beyond fetter / The void stripped clean, innumerable worlds / All things in their majesty, shadowed and seen there / The single gleaming jewel: not within, not without.”
— Hsuan Chueh / Canticle of the Way
“Dressed in sky-flower clothes / wearing tortoise-hair shoes / clutching rabbit-horn bows / they hunt the ghosts of delusion.”
— Hanshan / entry 293
