MySpace - Dorje Drakpa - 28 - Male - Uniontown, Pennsylvania

Natur and Kunst, sie scheinen sich zu fliehen,
Und haben sich, eh man es denkt, gefuden;
Der Widerwille ist auch mir verschwunden,
Und beide scheinin gleich mich anzuziehen.
(Nature and Art: no sooner do they seem to flee each other, than they come together. In
me, too, the antagonism has disappeared, and they seem to attract me both
equally.
-Goethe
NATURE UND KUNST

My temple is an unnamed hermitage,
My patrons are men and women everywhere,
No one can tell where I go or stay.
In the caves where no man comes
I, the Yogi, am lost to view.
When I travel I carry
Only my Guru's instructions -- lighter
Than feathers, I shoulder them with ease;
More handy than gold, I conceal them where I please;
Stronger than a solid castle,
In all perils they stand firm.
In the Three Winters I dwell happily in forests;
In the Three Summers I stay cheerfully on snow mountains;
In the Three Springs I live with pleasure in the marshes;
In the Three Autumns I wander joyfully for alms.
In the teachings of my Guru, my mind is always happy;
Singing songs of inspiration, my mouth is always happy;
Wearing cotton from Nepal, my body's always happy.
In delight I accomplish all and every thing--
To me there is but cheer and joy.
For he who keeps the tradition of the Lineage
All errors vanish in the Ultimate,
All thing come with ease at the right time.
He who acts like this is a true yogi.
In the practice of Mahamudra
There is no room for thinking with a clinging mind.
When Realization of the State-Beyond-Playwords
arises
There is no need to chant or keep the rules.
Yogis wandering in towns
Always yield themselves
To the will and favor
Of relatives and friends.
Their actions become pretentious,
Their talk nonsensical.
The light of Void by hypocrisy is dimmed.
If in town one pays no attention to what people feel,
Troubles and worries will rain upon him.
To avoid fear and regret at the time of dying,
To escape the fatal chasm of Samsara,
One should conquer the enemy--desire.
Remember always transiency and death,
And ever meditate in solitude.
He who observes his mind not nakedly,
Becomes apathetic and indifferent.
He who prays not with earnestness,
Is prone to be misled by false experiences.
If with great diligence and perseverance
He does not practice the profound teaching of
the Skillful-Path,
He is prone to be vanquished by desires.
If he remains in a hermitage,
Merits will surely grow in him.
What appears as a monster
What is called a monster
What is recognized as a monster
Exists within a human being himself
And disappears with him.
-Milarepa, Sherpa Poet (A.D. 1040-1123)

Fairy tale—legend—
Have become life. And we live again.
And again we shall change.
And again
We shall touch the earth.
The great “Today” shall be dimmed
Tomorrow.
But Sacred Signs
Will appear. Then
When needed.
They will be unperceived. Who knows?
But they will create
Life. And where are
The Sacred Signs?

-Nicholas Roerich
Fire in the Chalice

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"A phantom crosses a mirage-river. Dream-bees sip a sky-lotus. The son of a barren woman plays music and sings. Those who are childish, and have no experience or realization, say that through worldly activities one can realize the absolute truth. But one's pure and stainless mind abides with the precious teachings on the mountain of non-duality. The forest of great bliss grows dense. The wild animals of recollection and mindfulness roam about. They consume the grass and water of bliss, clarity, and non-thought. If you desire solitude, practice in this way. I, a yogin remain in solitude." -Lord Jigten Sumgon

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