These are some quotations that I found particularly thought-provoking as I participated in and reflected upon my experience with the Boulder Outdoor Survival School in southern Utah (24 May-6 June 2015, field course J106).
"Nature and instruction are closely related. For instruction
remodels man [changes his rhythm or shape], and having remodeled him, it
creates his nature" (Democritus, ap. Clem. Strom. 4.151).
"The
civilization of nations consists in tempering nature with reason, where
nature has the greater part. Consider all the nations of the ancient
world, the Persians at the time of Cyrus, the Greeks, the Romans. The
Romans were never such philosophers as they were when they bowed to
barbarism, that is in the time of tyranny. And likewise, in the
preceding years, the Romans had made great progress in philosophy and
general knowledge, which was something new for them. We can draw another
conclusion from this, which is that the safeguards of a nation's
freedom are neither philosophy nor reason, which are now expected to
regenerate public affairs, but virtue, illusions, and enthusiasm, in
other words nature, from which we are very far removed. A nation of
philosophers would be the most small-minded and cowardly in the world.
Thus, our regeneration will depend on what might be called an
ultra-philosophy, which, through a complete and intimate knowledge of
things, brings us close again to nature. And this should be the outcome
of the extraordinary enlightenment of this century" (Giacomo Leopardi,
Zibaldone 114-5, ed. Caesar et al).
"And a certain scribe came, and said unto him, Master, I will follow thee whithersoever thou goest. And
Jesus saith unto him, The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air
have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head" (Matthew
8:19-20 KJV).
"And
when he was demanded of the Pharisees, when the kingdom of God should
come, he answered them and said, The kingdom of God cometh not with observation: Neither shall they say, Lo here! or, lo there! for, behold, the kingdom of God is within you" (Luke 17:20-21 KJV).
"My
kingdom is not of this world: if my kingdom were of this world, then
would my servants fight, that I should not be delivered to the Jews: but
now is my kingdom not from hence" (John 18:36 KJV).
"To be like the immortals / you need a mind as hard as iron" (Meng Chiao).
"Advancing
or retiring, grasping or letting go / people all have their own ways /
Heaven and Earth let me be lazy / profit and fame put others to work /
gulls sleep on piers with their backs to the sun / swallows build nests
above house beams / misled by passion distracted by things / they remain
unaware of the Master of Emptiness" (Stonehouse 74). Bill Porter's
comment: "The Master of Emptiness refers to the Buddha, who taught that
since all things depend on other things for their existence, they are
themselves empty of self-existence, and thus not ultimately real" (78).
"Live
without making visits / die neither kind nor just / words include limbs
and leaves / thoughts contain lies and betrayals / people who clear a
small path / thereby give rise to great deceit / claiming to build a
ladder to the clouds / they whittle it into splinters" (Cold Mountain
189).
"The whole Buddhist canon is worthless old paper / seventeen
hundred tangled vines / who can see through the mess / one thought is
still too many" (Stonehouse 132).
"Letting go means letting
everything go / buddhahood has to go too / each thought becomes a demon /
each word invites more trouble / survive instead on what karma brings /
pass your days in freedom / make the Dharma your practice / lead your
ox to the mill" (Stonehouse 181). Bill Porter's comment: "Buddhists
recognize an infinite number of demons, or maras, one for every thought,
word, and deed. The purpose of these demons is to obstruct us from
understanding the true nature of reality. Dharma is the
Buddhist word for what is held to be real, especially the Buddha's
teaching. As early as the T'ang and Sung dynasties, Chinese monks used
the ox as a metaphor for the untamed mind" (196).
"People ask the
way to Cold Mountain / but roads don't reach Cold Mountain / in summer
the ice doesn't melt / and the morning fog is too dense / how did
someone like me arrive / our minds are not the same / if they were the
same / you would be here" (Cold Mountain 16).
"Before the cliffs I
sat alone / the moon shone in the sky / but where a thousand shapes
appeared / its lantern cast no light / the unobstructed spirit is clear /
the empty cave is a mystery / a finger showed me the moon / the moon is
the hub of the mind" (Cold Mountain 10).
"Born thirty years ago /
I've traveled countless miles / along rivers where the green rushes
swayed / to the frontier where the red dust swirled / I've made elixirs
and tried to become immortal / I've read the classics and written odes /
and now I've retired to Cold Mountain to lie in a stream and wash out
my ears" (Cold Mountain 131).
"I have a single cave / a cave with
nothing inside / spacious and devoid of dust / full of light that always
shines / a meal of plants feeds a frail body / a cloth robe masks a
mirage / let your thousand sages appear / I have the primordial Buddha"
(Cold Mountain 163).
"Pole your three-winged galleons / ride your thousand-mile stallions / you still won't reach my home / it's called the darkest wild
/ my cave is on a distant ridge / clouds and thunder last all day / I'm
not Master Confucius / I have nothing to convey [var: teach]" (Cold
Mountain 29).
"The Dharma realized and taught by the Tathagatha is
incomprehensible and inexpressible. It is neither a dharma, nor is it
not a dharma" (Diamond Sutra 7).
"Parrots live in western lands /
hunters bring them back in nets / courtesans tease them dawn to dusk /
somewhere behind palace curtains / they're given a golden cage / but
locked away their plumage fades / not like the wild geese and swans /
flying up in the clouds" (Cold Mountain 19).
"People search for
cloud roads / but cloud roads can't be found / the peaks are high and
sheer / the streams are wide and dark / ridges rise in front and back /
clouds stretch east and west / I'll tell you where cloud roads are /
Cloud roads are in space" (Cold Mountain 255).
"I longed to visit
the eastern cliff / countless years until today / I finally grabbed a
vine and climbed / but halfway there met mist and wind / the trail was
too narrow for clothes / the moss too slick for shoes / I stopped
beneath this cinnamon tree / and slept with a cloud for a pillow" (Cold
Mountain 9).
"One bottle is cast in gold / another is moulded from
clay / take a look at these two / which is bound to endure / knowing
these bottles differ / surely you know that karma does too / examine the
seeds of rebirth / cultivation begins today" (Cold Mountain 190).
"I
saw some trees by the river / more weathered than I can describe / a
couple of trunks remained / with thousands of ax-blade scars / their dry
yellow leaves had been stripped by the frost / their rotten hearts
battered by waves / but this is how habitats are / why blame Heaven and
Earth" (Cold Mountain 198).
"Heaven and Earth are heartless /
treating creatures like straw dogs / sages are heartless too / they
treat people like straw dogs / between Heaven and Earth / how like a
bellows / empty but inexhaustible / each stroke produces more / talking
only wastes it / better to protect what's inside" (Lao-tzu 5). Su Ch'e:
"Heaven and Earth aren't partial. They don't kill living things out of
cruelty or give birth to them out of kindness. We do the same when we
make straw dogs to use in sacrifices. We dress them up and put them on
the altar, but not because we love them. And when the ceremony is
over, we throw them into the street, but not because we hate them. This
is how sages treat the people."
"A state relies on people / just
as a tree depends on soil / if the soil is deep it thrives / if the soil
is thin it withers / and if its roots are exposed / its limbs produce
no fruit / draining a pond to catch fish / gains only a short-term
profit" (Cold Mountain 222).
"True emptiness is clear and always
present / masked by delusions for reasons we don't know / how could what
is real and what is fake exist apart / flowers bloom and flowers fall
when the spring wind blows" (Stonehouse 92).
"Calligraphy
unrestrained / physique robust enough / alive a body with limits / dead a
ghost with no name / it's been like this since ancient times / what
else can you do / join me inside the clouds / I'll teach you magic
mushroom songs" (Cold Mountain 25).
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