There’s a moon in my body, but I can’t see it!
A moon and a sun.
A drum never touched by hands, beating,
and I can’t hear it.
As long as a human being worries about when he will die,
and what he has that is his,
all of his works are zero.
When affection for the I-creature and what it owns is dead,
then the work of the Teacher is over.
The purpose of labor is to learn;
when you know it, the labor is over.
The apple blossom exists to create fruit;
when that comes, the petal falls.
The musk is inside the deer,
but the deer does not look for it:
It wanders around looking for grass.
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