Dogen

Language creates a false world (but) the only way out of that false world is through language.

Go beyond language through language.

Spirituality & Art. Impulse.

A deeper reality. Visionary.

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Written by the mendicant monk Dōgen, September 26, 1242.

From the single blossom five leaves uncurled: Upon one single leaf a Tathagata stood alone.

Her vow to harmonize our lives is ocean deep,

As we spin on and on, shouldering our deeds of right and wrong.

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Dogen's Death Poem

Fifty-four years lighting up the sky.
A quivering leap smashes a billion worlds.
Hah!
Entire body looks for nothing.
Living, I plunge into Yellow Springs.

Dogen (1200-1253)