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    No Sorrow, No Dust Paid Member

    By Thanissaro Bhikkhu
    Untitled, Buddha, Mihintale, Sri Lanka, Rena Bass FormanAn exhibition of Rena Bass Forman’s Sri Lanka photographs will be at theBonni Benrubi Gallery in New York City from Nov. 29 through Jan. 26, 2008. Comprehending the property of form,not taking a stance in the formless,those released in cessationare people who’ve left death behind. Having touched with his bodythe deathlessproperty freefrom acquisitions,having realized the relinquishingof acquisitions,fermentation-free,the RightlySelf-awakened Oneteaches the statewith no sorrow,no dust. —Itivuttaka 51 Translated from the Pali by Thanissaro Bhikkhu© RENA BASS FORMAN, TONED SILVER GELATIN PRINT, 38 x 38 INCHES, 2005   More »
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    On Silence Paid Member

    By Barbara Hurd
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    The Cloud of God Paid Member

    It's just a little Shinto shrine: a strong woman could pick it up and carry it away. It sits in a niche in a wall on a nondescript corner of an alley in Kyoto that I pass by every morning, in an otherwise soulless neighborhood of the kind often seen around train stations in cities, especially that early in the day: monolithic apartment blocks, closed-up shops, empty streets. But there is always a flower in… More »
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    The Cloud of God Paid Member

    It's just a little Shinto shrine: a strong woman could pick it up and carry it away. It sits in a niche in a wall on a nondescript corner of an alley in Kyoto that I pass by every morning, in an otherwise soulless neighborhood of the kind often seen around train stations in cities, especially that early in the day: monolithic apartment blocks, closed-up shops, empty streets. But there is always a flower in… More »
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    Afterward Paid Member

    September 20, 2001 We are obliged to cherish and protect this world, The place we humans call our home. So why pointlessly destroy any source Of our world’s prosperity? May the truth of all buddhas in the ten directions Help bring an end to all such deluded actions. May raising the attitude of love and compassion Help peace and happiness spread throughout the world.… More »
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    Untitled, 1952 Paid Member

    By Yayoi Kusama
    “One day I was looking at the red flower patterns of the tablecloth on a table, and when I looked up I saw the same pattern covering the ceiling, the windows and the walls, and finally all over the room, my body and the universe. I felt as if I had begun to self-obliterate, to revolve in the infinity of endless time and the absoluteness of space, and be reduced to nothingness.… “One day I was looking at the red flower patterns of the tablecloth on a table, and when I looked up I saw the same pattern covering the ceiling, the windows and the walls, and finally all over the room, my body and the universe. I felt as if I had begun to self-obliterate, to revolve in the infinity of endless time and the absoluteness of space, and be reduced to nothingness.” More »