posite, reverse to the body.
Look at a seed.
It ects tender, delicate seedling of life .
Inside lies te sprout, and a tougo protect it.
But tself, is not the seed.
If a man takes t be able to kno .
cling to t .
No, t the seed.
On trary, trut self, o burst, o diffuse itself, o dissolve in th.
s itself.
Our paining t consisting of life, of consciousness, of being.
But, taking t is never born, ts.
One experiences life ws.
sprouts, man ceases to be a seed and groo a tree.
As long as man is a seed, entiality, and wree of life is born in ic.
Some call ticity t God.
Man is the seed of God.
he is only a seed.
Its tree t will he wholeness of life.
ate of tree? green leaves t floy of tars? , sitting on top, birds travelers in tree he seed has no idea.
t even dream of ties aing o a tree.
It can only realize tree.
Man doesnt know w life is because is in being a seed alone.
only self totally.
But t place, even realize ting is different and separate from the body.
e are never able to remember, to realize t and separate from the body as well.
o be t wside.
Once I asked a tree, quot;;
tree replied, quot;In ts, w visible.
quot; tree springs from ts; tree are invisible.
Mao Zedong ten an anecdote from his childhood.
ells t ttle garden close to t her lived in.
All ended t love and care.
People used to come from fara to see tiful and lovely flo garden.
ted a person op for a moment or two and admire such appealing flowers.
In her fell ill.
Mao hen.
t any gro Mao told to ts and flowers.
ake good care of them.
Day and nigill dark, Mao oil in the garden.
Assured, ted.
In fifteen days t in the garden.
she saw was awful.
tire garden hered away.
Not only too.
Even trees ha