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is the true the that are to his words

warning
to all you fathers
daddy's
dad's papa's and pops
this is for you

there's an old saying
in the east
the repeated rice cake
upended rice cake cannot satisfy our hunger
i painted rice cake and not satisfy our hunger
we could say may be upended cupcake in this country
upended piece of bread upended ice cream sundae
doesn't assuage the sweet tooth
but that's only one point of view
there's another point of view
it says
we are nothing but
painted rice cakes
that from the beginning
this long as back as you and i can remember
we have been involved in the activity of
nothing else but painting rice cakes
course this is a metaphor
we are mind works that way at pictures the world
another way of saying the way the world pictures itself as our ideas of it
the chambers of our heart
the chambers of our mind
nothing other than a huge exhibition hall
full of these paintings
we have all kinds of names for the paintings
there are colored with the braid pigments of our emotional life
and we put them up we make them up
together with the world and put them out in front of us
we hang them on the wall and we look at them
and we judge them
it's true that
for the most part
they don't seem to hold up very well in the changing light
some of the pictures do
some of the paintings of rice cakes called love
come practice called devotion
cause satisfaction
code happiness
those painting sometimes we feel hold up
in the changing light
sometimes even as the pigments run
but whatever painting we put up and put out in front of us
whatever painting we grasp onto and hold onto
sooner or later it seems that those paintings are covered up with new layers of
rice cakes
rice cake after rice cake after rice cake after rice cake
the rice cake of grief
both cake of sorrow the rice cake of disillusionment
the rice cake of i'm not lovable
the rice cake of you don't love me
the world being imperfect
the rice cake that demands we change
something
this morning
for a little while
we're making a new rice cake you and i course were making i'm making rice cakes with you right now
you may have different names were the rice cake i'm making maybe i wouldn't want to look at the picture
for the rice cake i suggest we make
for little while is called the rice cake of total flop
the rice cake of being for a little while while we're sitting here total flops
all of those pictures that we have made for ourselves of is
the world that we are going to improve
the pictures that we have made of the self that is going to get better
become more in tune become enlightened
for little well let's admit it let's put it down her total flop when it comes to that
let's get into our flatness
oh wow
and accept exactly
precisely
whatever paintings are hanging around inside of the exhibition hall of our mind hard right now right here
call that a perfect
perfect exhibition
if you prefer a different metaphor a perfect movie
for everything
every drop of blood shed every tear that we have over the million millennia
together endlessly shed and filled the ocean with
the blood that we have soaked to earth with
all of those things that we have grown together history and so hard to reach
at this moment let's put it down
and for a well call this world exactly as it is exactly as we are exactly as the picture presents itself perfection
it's just another rice cake
dogan zingy
who's the as you know some of your not least tokens nz the thirteenth century
zen master that is the founder of our school
in writing about this
said that every moment
this upended rice cake
now this one
and now this one
now this one
and now this one
and that if those rice cakes that we are painting and that are being painted by us and the world together are not the buddha dharma if they are not real then the buddha dharma itself
he's not real
to the extent that the buddha dharma is also a painted rice cake
israel
to the extent that the buddha damn is what is arising right now in our minds in this place and time
in this once in a moment gathering
upended rice cake get israel
another way to look at this
so drop the metaphor for a moment
and bring up another another picture another painting another race kick which is called
the words of the buddha himself
whoever understands
dependent
koa rising
understands my teaching whoever whoever understands dependent car rising or dependent origination
understands the buddha dharma
and what is dependent core arising
it is you in the world painting rice cakes
together
originally
dependent core rising was a way of describing suffering
in a world of time space and causation
of causality of painting rice cakes it works something like this
in the beginning or the beginning this beginning
there is ignorance
this ignorance is the ignorance of our natural original
birthright
the birthright of our happiness the birth rate of radiance
but because of the conditions over time
we have forgotten that it's called karma
in this tradition karma
and what is karma this is the second link of the chain of causation
i heard it recently i watch the video with robert thurman and deepak chopra
talking about buddhism and vedanta and the wisdom traditions of the east
and chopra was saying that he had recently seen
now a painted picture
on sixty minutes
the author of the recent biography of president reagan
and that he had gone to visit the reagan's
and while he was visiting them
mister reagan came in from a therapy session clutching in one hand
a model small plastic model of a white house of the white house which somebody had left on a fish stand in the living room
and he was holding onto it very very tightly
and nancy tried to pry his fingers according to this story off of it and he would not let go
and she said what is that you're holding in your hand ronnie
and he looked at in in he said i don't know but i think it has something to do with me
i don't know but i think it has something to do with me
this i don't know i think it has something to do with me is like waking from a dream that we've had at night and having the residue of that dream influence our behavior for the rest of that day maybe it was a happy dream a sad dream of violent dream whatever
the influence the residue of that dream of those
experiences of that dream
the dream of sleep this case influences our life
and accordingly the dream of this life
the dream of this experience that is happening now that we take for real
but which and the wisdom traditions is said to be illusory and insubstantial
and fleeting and transitory
that it dependently core arises that the consciousness of the unawareness of this
together with the senses by which we apprehend the world
the site the smell the taste that touch the consciousness of our senses
creates liking and dislike
and accordingly if we like something we grasp it and if we dislike or we push it away
and thus we begin to create a world of formations a story and short
i painted rice cake
a gallery upended rice cakes
made up of views and opinions and ideas and emotions
which we project upon the experience and react accordingly
and by grasping that by hanging onto some aspects so that and reject in other aspects
we bring forth the world
of karma
the world of the gallery the world of the movie in which we are playing out our melodramas
and which were playing out the
one another
constantly becoming a new version of that cake
a new model
a new understanding a new dimension a new view
which in turn passes away in a world of manifest change in existence passes in
to something else changes into something else becomes something else
and we are born again
we paid a new picture of ourselves
are we think the world us
this was the idea of dependent core resignation that the buddha put forth
and by the undoing of that part by which the objects of our desire seen through as transient in substantial dreamlike a painted rice cake and short by seeing through that whole ceremony that whole dimension
we begin to get free
we begin to find our freedom
that form
is empty
of in the identity or self they can be held onto
and that by the doing it that whole affair to practice
new in the beginning the aesthetic practices that were practice and still practiced in sit in the traditions of the elders in the for partner and chama to traditions
the practices of concentration the practices of mind control
the practices of somebody
a little by little we can unbind ourselves and there's some binding as called nirvana
and in that the mentioned we begin to paint new pictures or allow the world with ourselves to paint new pictures
but later
another picture was painted by somebody whose name was an our gardena
in our guy june the added a very interesting dimension to this affair of dependent core rising
he was a third century
indian
practitioner philosopher
buddhist
indian buddhist teacher and profoundly learned
human being and evolved human being
he said
not only whatever is arising
is dependent on everything else
there is another dimension in this and that is called technically
the concept designation
the whatever is dependently core rising is had to be empty of any self that we can get hold of in this chain of change
but furthermore that whatever we consider to be our identity the pictures we have ourselves are nothing more than or less than verbal
verbal
conventions
and that verbal conventions i made up of
reference reference reference to other verbal conventions
so we paint in our minds with words picture after picture after picture of reality and in instead of understanding those conventions as being empty have any intrinsic self for meaning that we can hold onto
we take some part of that's the verbal convention is real and they are real as verbal conventions as our day to day life is conventionally lead
those rice cakes that we paid those stories that we tell each other
stories of are suffering as well as the stories of our liberation
our according to this aspect of emptiness
mere convention and in that mirror in this is where we do the dance of life is where we made ourselves what we call ourselves
to follow that
so as mere flops as total flops
as ones who cannot grasp any aspect and hold onto this dimension we call reality
we allow
for moment to moment our minds in our hearts and the world as our minds and our hearts to paid
pictures of ourselves in the world the pictures of our rice cake the pictures that we are constantly feeding at a bar
be satisfied says dogan
be satisfied in eating those rice cakes
because they're so we have
carmi consciousness is what we have to work with
to the extent that we tell ourselves this is not enough
and believe it
to that extent we suffer
to the extent we tell ourselves this is enough i will go no farther
we suffer
so rice cake after a rice cake after rice cake means blue mountain after blue mountain after blue mountain to infinity

here's a picture
i'm too fat
i'm too thin
i'm too old
and to call
i'm too weak
you're too strong
this is too confusing
you are not amusing
those are not mere words
those words are loaded with the pigments who are as i said earlier
of all of our conditioning since time out of mind
we'd come here today to recognize that we come here today to celebrate that
become here to date about to that
than mystery
we come to pay homage to that
that rice cake that we pay homage to in the pain of homage to that ineffable
picture
i call buddha

but when i paint these pictures i tell myself the one i paid tomorrow
he's gonna be the best one
what paint what picture what story is going to be the best one and one i'm about to do
is that how you pay your pictures to
for this our this picture is enough
when i take off this robe and i leave this room
a whole nother painted picture will arise
because you came here today
and confer upon me
the lightning rod have some connection
i come up with something to bring back to you
which i didn't even know i was going to say until i got here
thanks to you
this is codependent core rising
because i put on these robes and carried this stick that's a symbol of this ineffable thing i'm trying to talk about
you are willing to listen to me
in paint your own pictures in terms of what you hear me say
and because you sit there looking at me one hundred pairs of eyes
one hundred pairs of boot eyes watching me
i paint these pictures for you
you can you remember a time that we haven't been doing that
with each other
nor was there perhaps ever be a time that we're not doing this with each other
what time is a tile
pay me a picture
now which is also ten point now is also called ten forty five
that's true
morning is called the smell of coffee
in the sound of milk filling your glass
twelve noon is called the umpire
somebody banging on a piece of metal evening is called a yeah a stretch and a long wait in line of cars
does repainted rice cakes
we will have discussion about this
and do some more of these painted rice cakes and a little while
how could you a poem even though i think i did at the last time i was here
this is the only poem at the moment i can think of
and as the poem by wallace stevens
call snowman
it's kind of the instructions of how to work with painted pictures
when it goes like this
one must have a mind of winter
one must have a mind of winter to regard the frost
and the bows of the pine trees crusted with snow
and have been cold a long time
to behold the junipers szeged with ice
the spruces rough in the distant glitter of the january sun and not and not and not to think of any misery in the sound of the wind
when the sound of a few leaves which is the sound
of the land full of the same wind blowing in the same their place for the listener who listens in this snow and nothing herself beholds nothing that is not there and
and than nothing that is
behoves the nothing that is not there
and the painted rice cake that is

thank you