Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh disciple realized(1/2)
Lingpingan turned around.
The people opposite him immediately put their hands together and said, "I am the Buddha who is compassionate!"
What a scolding!
But there was nothing he could do.
He sighed.
"Why haven't the police come yet?"
"I'm innocent!"
He muttered in his mouth.
Little did he know that at this moment, in the eyes of others, he was like the Buddha who came out of the Buddhist stone mural.
It's just a little bit weird.
But it's just as solemn, just as sacred, and just as solemn.
Underfoot, black lotus blossoms.
Above my head, black mist lingered.
There are even patches of black ceiling that are constantly falling down from the illusion.
"Namo Amitabha!"
"Namo Amitabha……"
"Namo Amitabha...Namo Amitabha!"
Above the black lotus, the sound of wooden fish is heard.
The solemn Sanskrit singing echoed in people's hearts.
Sanskrit chants that are supposed to bring peace and calm people.
But it swayed with a strange atmosphere, bringing boundless fear.
If we say that Buddha is letting go of everything and cutting off obsessions.
Colorless and empty, no one and no self.
So……
This solemn and solemn Sanskrit singing sound is filled with endless thoughts of "self" and "self-attachment".
Don't do it by plucking a hair to benefit the world, because the world is not worth it!
Why?
Why?
To help others at the expense of myself?
What's in it for me?
Such selfish thoughts, filled with extreme self-thinking and self-interest, are rampant in Sanskrit singing.
However, it doesn't feel unusual.
because……
this is normal.
It is also close to human nature.
How about everyone being like a dragon and how the world is unified.
How can I compare to me, who is happy and unrestrained?
Why should I be restricted and why should I be charged taxes?
Under the surging of these thoughts, the sound of Sanskrit singing in my heart became louder and louder.
then……
Someone suddenly raised his head.
"Buddha has mercy!"
"Disciple is enlightened!"
Hundreds of people raised their heads together and clasped their hands together with great solemnity: "Buddha is merciful, and my disciples are enlightened!"
Pluck a hair to benefit the world? I won't do it.
Because there is no benefit, because the world is not worth it.
Do you know the whole world and serve me alone?
I don't want it either.
Therefore, true liberation and true freedom are the oneness of one's own mind.
I only understand my own way.
This Word is me.
It's the self.
I don't want to transcend myself.
Because 'I' is 'I'.
Why give up?
Troubles are my wealth, selfishness is my nature.
My shortcomings are also my shortcomings.
I don't want to change it.
My strengths are still my strengths and there is no need to change them.
'I' only need to do one thing.
That's what sticks with me.
Whether I am selfish, generous or generous, it is all me.
If you give up, wouldn't it mean that you are killing yourself and killing yourself?
Am I still me after the beheading?
Therefore, the Buddha said that the five aggregates are empty and the six roots are pure.
In fact, all the five aggregates are present and the six root troubles are full.
Even if it is truly colorless and empty, the five aggregates are all empty.
So, is he still the same person?
Are Siddhartha and Tathagata the same person?
no!
Then why did Siddhartha become Tathagata?
Siddhartha, just be Siddhartha.
As a result, everyone bowed and worshiped more sincerely: "My Buddha is merciful, and my disciples are enlightened!"
This is the real avenue!
The Tathagata wearing cassock is nothing but the demon king Bo Xun.
What is in front of you is the true Tathagata.
He is the true Buddha!
……………………
"My Buddha is merciful... my disciple is enlightened!"
Lingpingan listened to the praises of everyone.
He was a little panicked.
"What are you talking about?" He said he couldn't understand.
When everyone listened, they immediately had an epiphany.
Buddha's meaning is very clear.
I am not a Buddha, the Buddha is in my heart.
As long as we hold on to ‘I’, everyone will become a Buddha.
So, everyone immediately understood and worshiped again: "My Buddha is merciful! My disciples are enlightened!"
Lingpingan shook his head.
To be continued...