Like A Sculptor, If Necessary, Carve A

I Am Not From East Or West Not Up From The Ground Or Out Of The Ocean My Place Is Placeless A Trace Of The Traceless I Belong To The Beloved

There Are Many Winds Full Of Anger, And Lust And Greed. They Move The Rubbish Around, But The Solid Mountain Of Our True Nature Stays Where It's Always Been.

When Setting Out On A Journey Do Not Seek Advice From Someone Who Never Left Home

Humble Yourself, You’ll Grow Greater Than The World.your Self Will Be Revealed To You, Without You.

How Do I Know Who I Am Or Where I Am? How Could A Single Wave Locate Itself In An Ocean.