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Something taken from the tenth oxen of Kakuan: 10 In the world. Barefoot and naked of breast, I mingle with the people of the world. My clothes are ragged and dust-laden, and I am ever blissful. I use no magic to extend my life; Now, before me, the dead trees become alive.

Merci-vous, rain… appreciate your comment!

yay Marblehead!

The last two lines of Tung-shan Liang-chieh's classic, Song of the Jeweled Mirror Samadhi could possibly serve to cap the movement of this little thread hidden within mountains: With practice hidden, function secretly, like a fool, like an idiot. Just to continue in this way is called the host within the host.

Yeah Seadog, You are probably correct in the assumption that agriculture is a complete debacle! I have no need of CC's contribution (only because it is the working definition of one assemblage point I habituate)! Terror and wonder, don't mess with Mr. Inbetween. Not wasting energy by entertaining doubts or denying them. The highest tradition in terms of subtlety is, in my opinion~ not-doing. Cheers, Little1.

I try to employ the attitude of just working sincerely, not too hard or too lax, and find out what happened. I really benefited from Mantak Chia's work. I also liked that his books were (at the time) not his day-job! Over a period of months, I eventually experienced what it's like to "stop up", and the by-product of following the practice he laid out came in handy in evolutionary aspects of my life at that time. I've retained the easiest and most subtle elements of the work and haven't lingered in the hot and dense energy. Nice thread!

yup

1/2+1/4+1/8+1/16+1/32+1/64=63/64. Just add all the fractions that you showed, vortex.

I saw it riding shotgun in a sidecar just north of Drake's Bay howling "resistance is futile"