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The Buddha Shakyamuni attained the supreme state of enlightenment, Completely and thoroughly understand the laws governing human life and the universe. The essence of this wisdom was distilled into the vast Buddhist scriptures. After more than 25 centuries, the teachings of Buddhism have not faded at all. More astonishingly, when comparing the system of zang-fu organs with contemporary astronomy and physics, Humanity realized the wondrous, almost unbelievable harmony. Here is the first evidence confirming that the Buddha's enlightenment preceded modern science by thousands of years. First, regarding the Buddhist worldview. In ancient texts, the Buddha once taught the concept Regarding the countless star systems, as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges River, Ganges Sand Number. Look back at history, it was not until 1608 that The rudimentary telescope was newly invented in the Netherlands. After many centuries of relentless pursuit and exploration, The current scientific community must also admit We have barely located less than one percent of the countless objects in the vast universe. The limitations of 21st-century technology It is precisely this that serves as the most vivid testament, glorifying the Buddha's boundless wisdom. Over 2,500 years ago through the profound lens of the Kinh Khởi Thế He painted a multidimensional and absolutely accurate picture of the infinite Milky Way. What advanced machines today are still struggling tirelessly to uncover ancient manuscripts. We often take pride in a splendid civilization, where humans can touch the stars or peer into the tiniest particles of matter. Yet, there is always present a primal fear. fear of disappearance, fear of death and nothingness. We cling to material things like a lifebuoy in the stormy ocean. Only to suffer deeply upon realizing that the lifebuoy was nothing but a sponge. In the instant facing the sacred scriptures of the Lăng Nghiêm Sutra, I have found a solution that is gentle yet deeply moving to the soul. A truth about the broken lute that the Buddha preached when the world was still immersed in ignorance. This is not a dogmatic lecture, It is a journey to the very core of reality. The place where all distinctions between existence and non-existence dissolve in the light of wisdom. Try to imagine holding in your hand the smallest particle of dust that the naked eye can see, That is Vichan. In the eyes of ordinary beings, that speck of dust is a tangible entity, is something tangible. But the Buddha taught that, Break that grain of dust into seven parts, Then take that tiny portion and divide it seven more times. Thus, the process of decay penetrated deep into the very marrow of matter. until reaching a concept called Lín Xū Chén. That is precisely the dust particle lying right next to nothingness. a state in which matter is no longer matter but it's not necessarily nothingness either. This is precisely the magical intersection between color and emptiness. the place where all our attachments suddenly become ridiculous and meaningless. When I grasped this code, a surge of electricity ran down my spine. it turns out that the entire solid world upon which we are standing majestic mountains, towering skyscrapers, and even those we love the most, Everything is composed of dust particles dancing in a choreography of causality. They do not possess an independent self-nature at all. They are merely temporary gatherings of various elements. And then again, it dissolves into emptiness in a single instant of birth and extinction. The Buddha smiled, seeing through this demonic web over 2,500 years ago. when He affirmed that the essence of all phenomena is originally empty. The long-standing fear of loss, Suddenly, my heart was deeply soothed by a profound realization. We suffer because we believe that matter is eternal. We grieve because we strive to hold onto things that were never meant to be held. Look at a lotus flower in full bloom, It is beautiful, its fragrance is intoxicating, but in reality, it is merely a collection of dust particles adjacent to nothingness. If we were to dissect that flower down to its very essence, What will you see beyond an endless void? This perspective does not make us pessimistic or weary. On the contrary, it opens up a horizon of absolute freedom. When no longer clinging to forms and appearances, We will no longer be deceived by appearances and limitations. I have spent my entire life comparing ancient scriptures with everyday reality. and realized the teachings of the Buddha It is the only key to liberate the soul from the chains of ignorance. We are building a castle on sand. weaving dreams upon the infinitesimal particles of dust. The world's astonishment today before new discoveries is essentially merely a belated confirmation of what had been clearly recorded In the Buddhist scriptures of Vietnam and the world. The Buddha did not use machinery. He uses his pure consciousness to illuminate all things. He taught us that we need only turn our gaze inward. You will see the vast universe in motion within each tiny grain of sand. Faced with this shocking truth, I realize that each of us carries within us an invaluable precious gem. yet remained utterly absorbed in searching for sparkling pebbles by the roadside. The connection between you and me in this very moment It is not by chance, but a deep-rooted缘分 (fate or connection) formed over many past lives. We are sitting here together to unveil the mystery of history. to return to one's truest essence Among countless choices, this one is truly precious. When the word "grace" has brought you to stop here and listen to this video. If you find harmony and peace within your soul Please joyfully sow good causes. by clicking subscribe and sharing the video to those who understand the merit of cause and effect without discrimination. When you leave a Buddhist verse of Asida It is precisely at this moment that we sow the seeds of goodness together. to spread the fragrance of the Buddha's wisdom to the farthest corners of suffering. Wishing you always peace and happiness in the light of wisdom. The Buddha taught that When we give a pink lotus flower to someone Our hands are the first place where fragrance is留存. May you and your family always live in the light of wisdom. Our journey has only just begun from a tiny, insignificant speck of dust. but from that very grain of dust A gateway into the vast celestial realm has been opened. Do you feel the resonance of the consciousness? when realizing that I was never truly insignificant Yet it is also a part of this great operation. Those scattered particles of phosphorus are not merely matter. They are the embodiment of compassion and wisdom. Always reminding us of humility and awareness. In the morning mist of the藏经阁 when the first light of day shines through the cracks in the shutters gaze upon the dust particles drifting aimlessly I no longer feel alone. I see the Buddha smiling in each and every grain of dust. calls on us to lay down the burden of ego to enter the boundless realm of supreme peace and bliss. Let this stillness spread throughout your mind. like a still lake with not the slightest ripple The truth about all things has been revealed. No need for any more elaborate explanation We need only be present, listen, and feel. In the next part We will together unravel the mysteries of time and space. so that one moment may truly be seen as eternity But right at this moment Let me dissolve into the truth of these infinitesimal dust particles. to heal the heart with the fragrance of ancient wisdom The world could be amazed Science can be pursued but for those who have touched the classics We know that we have returned home. where the light of the Buddha always shines forth threatening through each grain of dust, brushing against the air guide lost souls back to the shore of enlightenment When the faint remnants of sandalwood incense gently fall onto the old, worn prayer scroll I suddenly realized that I had just traveled a journey of ten thousand miles. yet never left this meditation mat In the previous chapter, we were amazed together at the ultimate dissolution of material particles into the dust of the mundane world Now, I would like to invite you to step into a realm of sky far deeper and more mysterious by countless times It is the sacred realm of time and space. the place where all measures of humanity suddenly become obsolete before the transcendent wisdom of the Buddha Śākyamuni There was a white night etched in the treasury of scriptures. of an ancient temple in the land of the capital As soon as the Great Bell of Zhongzhong ceased ringing I look at the hourglass on the table. and felt a shiver run down her spine We are still accustomed to defining our lives through the numbers, through the turning of the clock hands there are clearly visible crow's feet at the corners of the eyes But, gentlemen, in the eyes of a person who has devoted their entire life to decode Buddhist metaphors I see that time is not a linear flow. from past to future, as we have always mistakenly believed The Buddha taught that This reality was not woven from endless, monotonous years yet it is composed of countless successive moments of arising and ceasing Do you know? in the blink of a human's nail Sixty-five moments have already passed. and in each and every instant This entire universe has had the chance to be born and die millions of times. This is exactly the point I want to make to you. Pause for a moment to deeply contemplate We often fear death at the end of the road. But in reality We are dying and being reborn in each instant of consciousness. When I翻开 the classic Buddhist texts of Vietnam especially the last teachings of the Trúc Lâm Zen school I see that the ancient sages have already perceived the truth deeply. the overwhelming illusion of time Time is not an independent entity outside It is the breath of consciousness. When our mind is agitated An hour of waiting could feel as long as an entire century as she read. But when our mind reaches the state of great concentration Ten thousand years are reduced to just a single magical flash of lightning I suddenly remembered an old story. yet I once read in a rare memorial explaining the Huayan Sutra The story tells of a wandering practitioner sitting in meditation by the edge of a stream. At the very moment his consciousness touched the realm of profound stillness He found himself going through an entire lifetime But as soon as Your Honor opened Your eyes The drop of water on the lotus leaf beside it has yet to fall to the ground. That story is not a mere illusion. but it is a truth about the relativity of space and time But the Buddha, the Holy One, had already realized this thousands of years ago. when the theory of relativity of modern science was born We are imprisoned within a prison of concepts. Where the past is pain and the future is anxiety But, ladies and gentlemen, if you understand that Each moment is a completely new beginning. You will see that you will never be bound. by any fate whatsoever Also from the stillness of the inner self The Buddha described a system of space that, to this day Human wisdom has still not been able to fully comprehend He spoke about the three thousand great thousand world systems. Among the Chinese and Nôm scriptures I have cherished in my hands This concept emerges like a dazzling and blinding multiverse map. A small world with a moon and a sun Just a basic unit Then, a thousand worlds merged into a single small universe. A thousand small heavens unite to form one medium heaven. And a thousand such central worlds together form one great cosmic world system. Please try a simple calculation. That number reaches into the billions of solar systems. Billions of beings, as numerous as the rivers of the Ganges How can a person sit beneath the bodhi tree? Without a superior telescope No quantum computer It can also be described in great detail. Regarding the administration of distant realms so far away From the perspective of a deeply specialized researcher I see that this is not a mythological inference. That is the result of using the wisdom eye. To penetrate the essence of all phenomena The Buddha pointed out that This universe is originally a reflection. Beautifully intricate depths of the mind Spacious or cramped All contained neatly within a single seed of wisdom Do you find this contradictory? How can a tiny mustard seed contain the vast Mount Sumeru? But that is precisely the code of Buddhist truth. When you free yourself from attachment to form Every limit regarding big and small Near and far both vanish Western science today Struggling to search for extraterrestrial life Search for other dimensions But they did not know that The enlightened ones walked among those realms. Just by a single moment of mindfulness There are times when I wonder Why do we feel lonely in this world? Perhaps because we think of ourselves Just a tiny little creature Lost in the infinite space And the cruel time But the scriptures teach us that Each of us is a miniature universe. And in a fleeting instant of the present We are carrying the entire past within us. And the future of the Dharma realm This creates a profound connection. And a powerful belief You don't need to go anywhere far To search for the truth You don't need to wait until the next life To find peace All the power of the universe All the operations of the galaxy They are all presently present within this very breath. In the beat of this heart The world's astonishment When knowing that the Buddha preceded science by thousands of years In fact, it is a reminder. Due to the pride of human intellect We use machines. To measure the finite But the Buddha used great compassion And the stillness to embrace the infinite Time for Him Not a foe who steals away one's youth And it is a means of transportation. To demonstrate great patience Space for Him Not a distance that separates Yet it is an environment where compassion spreads without borders. As I write these lines I would like you to feel A gentle flow of energy Slipping into the heart's core Let go of the watch Urging you every day Let go of the fear of aging And the fading away Because you are an entity Beyond Time In the light of the Buddha's teachings Nothing is truly lost And nothing truly comes into existence additionally Everything is just a transformation. The wonder in the cascade of Sát Na If you are experiencing difficulties Remember that pain, though Just another cycle of birth and death of a Sañña It cannot exist forever. Unless you use your own consciousness To hold it down, sinking Solution to all the sufferings of humanity Where you are, live fully. With Sát Na at present Do not let your mind wander About the heaps of ashes from the past Also don't conjure up illusory visions Or of the future Awakening right now It is the key. To open wide the door for you Of the three great thousandfold world systems I have seen people at the peak of wealth. Yet still living in the hell of time Always fearful There's not enough time to enjoy it. And I have also seen those elderly monks In those secluded temples At the highest peak of Vietnam Even with nothing in my hands Yet it also possesses an entire sky of self-gratitude. Because they have already gained mastery over their own Sātna That is truly real wealth. A type of asset But there is no physical law There is an economic fluctuation. May infringe Dear esteemed guests The journey to decode the cosmic matrix As a Buddhist scripture Not to acquire more academic knowledge So that we may learn how to love this life In a deeper way When you understand that Time is not merely an illusion of consciousness. You will look at the person opposite you. With different eyes They are no longer a stranger. And it is part of the network of causes and conditions. Beautifully overlapping, beautifully layered Yet we wove together Therefore, from the beginningless eon A smile from you, bestowed In this Sát Na It could be the end. Of a pain from a thousand years ago And it might also be a seed For a happiness spanning ten thousand years ahead That is the greatest power. Yet humans possess A power possessed by the Buddha The Buddha has kindly taught us In the silent space Of the afternoon we I watch the tiny dust particles dancing. In the sunlight filtering through the cracks of the scripture hall Each grain of dust is a world Each such moment is an eternal style. I feel my heart overflowing An infinite respect For the heritage left behind by the Buddha Sakyamuni The scriptures are no longer dry, lifeless letters. They are breathing. Trembling And leading us back With one's true essence The truth is Modern science has only just begun. Assembling the fragments of a painting The immense Buddha who perceived the entire panorama We don't need to wait Science proves it, now I dare to believe. Because truth always lies In the place where our consciousness is most tranquil Let the profundity of the Buddha's teachings permeate deeply. Drenched into every fiber of flesh Every blood vessel of yours Don't just listen with your physical ears Listen with the heartbeat of the soul When you feel A gentle tremor An unusual sense of peace is spreading That is precisely the moment, gentlemen. Touching the reality of Sát Na It is a place without anxiety. No regrets Only pure presence Of loving-kindness and wisdom Thank you all for journeying through this chapter with me. Of the journey I hope the ancient scriptures' sounds will resonate Will be a companion by your side Help you overcome the storms of the era To see that In every single blink You always have the opportunity to be reborn. In the light of awakening We will meet again In the following chapters Where secrets about the network The connection of all things will continue to be unveiled. But right now In this very moment Please take a deep breath. Perceive the operation of the entire universe It's happening inside my chest And you smile at the beautiful illusion Of time Because At the farthest end of Sadna We are precisely boundless freedom itself. Indeed, the Buddha has constantly reminded us That silence itself is the final answer. To all the aspirations of humanity A silence devoid of the color of nothingness And carrying the warmth of the heart Infinite compassion Feverish warmth pervades every corner of the soul. Looking for the way back home That is the house of the present. The House of Truth Where time and space Only scattered clouds drifting across the sky remain. The mind is inherently always clear and silent. When courage On the arising and ceasing of each Sadna Time is still lingering in the heart I hereby invite you Let us take one more step together with me Into the most radiant realm of enlightened wisdom of Anh Minh There are long nights of sleeplessness By the flickering oil lamp's glow Turn the pages of the sacred and solemn scriptures Vividly hand-copied By the eminent Vietnamese monks who spoke before I could not help but be stunned into shock before A magnificent image to the point that Completely overturn narrow-minded perspectives Of mine regarding existence That is precisely the network of imperial preference. Also known as the Pearl Network The deepest metaphor In essence, infinite connection Of all phenomena in the Dharma realm But the Buddha, with his wisdom eye, fully perceived it. His tranquility Please join me in calming our hearts Imagine a gigantic net At each grid cell They attached a pearl. Infinite shimmering But the wonder is not only in In their pure beauty But lying in a wonderful innate quality Each of those pearls Due to the excessive change in climbing Therefore, it reflects the image Of all the other pearls Throughout the entire grid And in the reflection of a jewel It again contains an image Of millions of other pearls Beautifully, endlessly, endlessly beautiful Gaze at each other Mingling into one another endlessly, boundlessly Facing the majestic beauty Of this doctrine I failed to realize the loneliness Of human beings for so long We are, in essence, a great misunderstanding. We often judge ourselves harshly. In the shell-shaped bowl of the astonished village Consider oneself as a separate individual A lost gem amidst the world But, esteemed gentlemen In the light of the solemn scripture No gem exists alone. Your presence It is the presence of the entire Dharma realm. A breath from you Trembling in sync with the heartbeat With the most distant stars A notion arises in the mind You today Though as tiny as a grain of sand Enough to shake the very depths The mesh of life's myriad phenomena I remember a story about grass But I once heard In a tea meditation session At a temple in the Yanzi Mountain region The story of a Zen master Spend a lifetime taking care of A wild flower on the cliffside Someone asked him: Amidst this vast world with so many momentous matters Why go to such trouble for a single flower? No one paid attention to it. The old monk smiled gently. His eyes lit up with a quiet joy. Then you said that This branch of flowers is not a wild branch of flowers. It is the heart of the entire universe. If this flower withers Due to lack of attention Then, a part of the beauty of the entire Dharma realm It will also be lost When you tend to the flower branch You are nurturing your own peace and well-being. Of all humanity That story is a vivid testament The philosophy is: one is all. All is one. Dear esteemed guests Doctrines endlessly arising from dependent origination Not a dry theory It is a gentle solution. For those emotional wounds For the feelings of meaninglessness regarding human existence When you feel small And weakness Please remember that you are an important part of the safety net In the net of the Buddha Śākyamuni Without the precious Pearl of the Body, you would not be here. The web of the universe A single ray of light will be missing But no one can replace him. Your presence A miracle And the responsibility of us It's about keeping the Gem safe. My mind is always calm and serene. To fully reflect the beauty of life From the perspective of Of a scholar deeply engaged in the study of classics I see this connection. As for delving into the essence of it Called mutual presence and mutual penetration. You are in me And I am within you In that flower, there is sunlight There was a rainstorm. With motherland's soil And the sweat of those who cultivated it This flower cannot come into being by itself. Likewise Your happiness today Inseparable from assistance Of countless interwoven causes and conditions around us When understanding this Our pride will naturally crumble. Make way for a heart Deeply grateful to the very bottom of my heart We begin learning how Treasure every bowl of rice Each fragment of clothing Every loving word from a family member Because I know that Each of these contains A great current of consciousness And precisely from this understanding Regarding this connection network A healing solution Let every human conflict be unveiled Why do we harbor hatred? Why do we fight over it? Perhaps because we think that Hurting others is a way to protect oneself. But, esteemed gentlemen If you are holding a sharp object Into the net It is precisely the net where you are standing It will also be damaged. Harm others It's just self-inflicted harm. In a deeper, more secluded level When we truly understand the philosophy of interbeing We see that the pain of a stranger On the other side of the ocean It is also our pain. A tear falls down. In some obscure corner somewhere Also let the light of the Bright Pearl shine forth In my heart Instead of living with narrow-minded selfishness The Buddha invites us Live with the mind of a Bodhisattva. It means living with awareness On the boundless fusion A smile from you Hello to a beggar on the street Not just a social gesture It is a transmission of light. In the Bao Chau network That light will pass through millions of other meshes Warm the hearts that are frozen And finally According to a causal circle of red wine It will return to repair your main heater. That is why Those who live selflessly always radiate An unusual peace-energy Because they have truly touched the main source. Of the life of all things Please look at your own hand. Do you see those lines? Don't point with your finger, you don't know what you're doing. That is not a miniature image. Of the paths of fate we have walked through, how so We never walk alone With every step you take The presence of one's parents Master teacher And of the holy sages as well Have gradually walked upon this earth This connection transcends even space. And time It makes us feel incredibly wealthy. We possess an entire treasure trove Grand spiritual figure Inheriting the wisdom of a thousand generations The world's astonishment Before the Buddha's wisdom-eye In reality, it is astonishment. Before an unconditional love Science can describe the connection. Of matter But only the Buddha's teachings can describe it. The connection of souls The network of imperial favor is none other than the embodiment itself. Of boundless compassionate heart When each of us chooses to live mindfully Keep your own pearl of wisdom Not obscured by dust and dirt We are contributing to making this entire universe Become softer Never underestimate the power Of a good and benevolent idea Such an idea could be the beginning. A great transformation Saving an entire clan A change that alters an entire destiny I have once witnessed Lives that seemed already withered Lost all trust in people But just once Touch upon this doctrine of connection. They were like drowning people grabbing at a stake. They understand that they are still loved. Still embraced by the universe In the embrace of causality They began to open up. Start learning to forgive For the mistakes of others Because they realized that the one who caused the harm They are also a precious pearl. Being obscured by darkness, being deluded by ignorance When we love others, we are polishing our own soul. Make your own gem shine brighter Let the sacred prayers resound. Penetrating deeply into every drop of your blood Let the image of the network be displayed The precious pearl shines in the mind's eye Every time you face With difficulty or loneliness You are a part of the symphony Magnificent universe Live in such a way as to be worthy of your position. Of a luminous pearl in the net of the emperor's throne Don't let petty worries Make you forget your own noble essence The truth is that we are always connected. Always truly understanding each other A butterfly flaps its wings In this direction It could create a refreshing breeze on the other side. And a peaceful soul of yours It is the most precious gift Yet you can dedicate yourselves to life Our journey through the classic chapters It is the journey back home. With the most fundamental truth The truth is that we never In the stillness of the other scripture repository I hear the whispering of the myriad fates. The voice of unity and harmony Nothing is random. Nothing is superfluous. Everything that happens in your life Whether happy or sad They are all essential links. To lead you to the ultimate awakening Welcome all With an open heart Like the ocean embracing every river End of this chapter I would like you to close your eyes. In the row of tiles Feel the invisible threads of fate The strong bonds connecting you to me With those around them And with all sentient beings in the Dharma realm Do you see the light? Of millions of Ming Chu stars Being dispersed That light is none other than Buddha Nature. Innate potential within each person Let that light guide you Through the twists and turns of life A profound stillness Enveloping A peace that cannot be expressed in words That is precisely when you have truly Entering the sacred realm of the flower garden Where every border vanishes Only the brilliance of love remains And boundless wisdom awareness Turn the spotlight to the very depths of every alleyway Of the soul Provides a gentle and permanent solution For all the silent lives of humanity across countless existences A stillness where there is You see that you are no longer a solitary drop of water And has truly become The ocean is forgiving and self-reflective When the exquisite echoes As for the network of treasure protection, it's not just that Interdependent causes and conditions, mutually penetrating and interrelated Still rising with each echoing beat In the heart of the mind I hereby invite you all to continue this journey with me. In the deepest quiet chamber of the Zangjing Pavilion Here, there is no longer any sparkle. Of countless rotating gems shining into one another as well But only remains A silent, tranquil space Silence and formlessness How many long sleepless nights have passed By the flickering candle Facing the lines of folk songs sung in vernacular language The moss of the Heart Sutra I once found myself in a state of confusion. The peak before the four characters The essence of Buddhism in its entirety Those four characters are precisely "form is none other than emptiness." Not infrequently I wonder to myself Why is a great sage like the Buddha After having shown us Seeing a brilliant universe And connect to the world Suddenly brought everyone back With a word not cold The ultimate moon at the end of the path of practice The end of human life Unrelenting effort All things will slip away. Into a deep abyss of emptiness Meaningless and utterly extinguished It's a misunderstanding. Incomprehensibly vast A terrifying prejudice Even the most erudite scholars Sometimes make mistakes too If one uses only ordinary human willpower To measure the state of enlightenment From the perspective of a person Squandered my entire youth drowning in despair In the sea of scriptures I was stunned to realize that The emptiness that the Buddha referred to is entirely Not a foolish or bewildered one Not a sudden disappearance without a trace There is an attitude of rejecting life. Boredom of the imperial court In Buddhism, the concept of "nothingness" is not opposed to "something." It transcends even the concept On existence and non-existence Emptiness itself is a magnificent stage. Silence and complete emptiness From there, countless plays of the universe A thousand dances of fate and connection It is only possible to freely arise and manifest. If there were no emptiness of the sky How can those white clouds Can float and drift aimlessly If there is no empty space The intangible nature of space How do those people The stars may whirl wildly In their orbit So that you may truly empathize The complete wonder of Emptiness I would like to recount an old tale. But I once accidentally came across In a tattered manuscript Hidden beneath the wooden coffin's bottom Of a moss-covered temple hidden deep within On the sacred mountain peaks The story tells of a wealthy merchant. The supreme ruler of the capital city is here. He once owned everything But a human being yearns From the majestic mansion of Nga Silk and brocade, up to the lofty fame Yet in a sudden upheaval Of the times Assets were squandered Family scattered and broken apart He lost everything in just one night of stormy turmoil Carrying a broken heart Harbor deep grudges And desperate Mr. Le approached to take refuge at the Buddha's gate. A demon beneath the feet of an old Zen master To request a miraculous remedy to soothe the deepest pain The merchant screamed in anguish. How cruel life is to be so unjust That his fate is now No different from a discarded item Empty and invaluable The old Zen master said not a single comforting word. He walked slowly out into the bamboo garden. Bring in two pieces of wood A section is a solid trunk of a liem tree. Extremely strict and greatly respected The second section is a bamboo flute. The inner core has been completely hollowed out. He handed the humble piece of wood to the merchant. And tell him to blow into it The man exerted all his lifetime strength to blow But that thick, solid block of wood Not a single sound was made Besides the desperate breaths of his own sleep At that time The Zen master smiled. Embrace the empty bamboo flute Gently bring it to your lips A shrill sound Intricate and surprisingly graceful, it resounds The prize tore through the silent void. Of the meditation night The sound of the flute is like a refreshing stream. Watering the seeds into the land of the soul The guest's dry, chapped lips need water When the music stops The Zen master finally spoke. Warm voice Like the spring breeze gently passing by the temple eaves He taught that People suffer because they are too self-centered. Overwhelmed by those prejudices Cool labels The heavy titles and burdensome sense of self That piece of rosewood cannot sing a song Because it has no empty space inside To welcome the flow of vital energy Of heaven and earth And this bamboo flute It can create the most beautiful music in the world. It's precisely because it has accepted Throw away the solid core of yourself It carries within it an absolute emptiness. So it is with human life. When the self clings stubbornly That we are the wealthy ones I am a successful person. I am the one with authority. Then, when those layers of concealment are gone I stood frozen, feeling as if I were dead. But if you understand your true essence Originally, it was empty and unoccupied. In the morning and unlimited By any name whatsoever Then those external upheavals out there Just a stream of breath Pass through the flute of your soul It is precisely due to that emptiness The newborn can now sing the song Of the unimaginable freedom Dear esteemed guests The story of that bamboo flute Has awakened within me A profound vibration reaching the very depths of the heart I realized Emptiness should not be something we fear. And it is the source of all healing. Most miraculous In the eye of the wisdom of Prajna Emptiness itself is wondrous existence. It means miraculous existence Because all things inherently There is no fixed inherent nature. That's why everything can change. And incessantly transforming Just think about it, please If a seed by itself There is a fixed turning point, a seed that lasts forever. Then how could it possibly sprout? Stabbing upward Stretching through layers of dry, cracked earth To become an old tree Shade spreads across the sky. If a newborn child Carrying within oneself an immutable and unchanging essence Then how can it possibly grow up? Fall down Learn and become a sage And most importantly If those agonies Mistakes The wounds from our past They are solid, eternal entities. How then can humans have a chance? To cleanse the soul How can there be hope for transformation? Tears turned into a serene smile The Buddha thoroughly understood the original design. Of all beings from time immemorial You do not use complicated words. To intimidate mankind You kindly untie it. Layer upon layer of habitual threads cling tightly. They are tightening their grip around our throats. When He taught that form is not different from emptiness Not indifferent to color He wishes to grant us a privilege. The greatest of existence The right to change and the right to freedom Recreate oneself We often imprison ourselves in a dungeon Of social labels Some people torment themselves with such thoughts I am a lost soul. There are those who cling desperately to their fame and reputation. I am a person burdened with countless illnesses and suffering. We identify the sacred essence Mine with those phenomena Suffering, extinction, impermanence Yet under the light of emptiness All those cool labels Just bubbles on the vast surface of the ocean When you truly understand Encoded by the emptiness of this A remarkable change It will take place immediately within the inner self. You will no longer react irritably toward Worldly praise and criticism As you well know The ego that people are praising The four elements are not real. It is merely a woven illusion. Therefore, due to karma and causal conditions Solutions for every worry in life Actually, it's incredibly light and effortless. That is to allow one's soul to Empty Lower your prejudices against others And about oneself When your mind no longer harbors hatred It will be automatically filled in By boundless compassion When your mind is no longer stuck In petty worries It will brilliantly shine with wisdom's light. Turning through the countless paths of life That emptiness contains A vigorous life force An infinite creative power Nothing can stop it now. I have seen the tears Stretched across the cheeks of the meditators When they first entered Into the reality of emptiness That is not a tear of sorrow But it is the tears of a prisoner Just got released from the crib, feeling free Tears welling up, breathing in the air of freedom After countless eons of imprisonment in ignorance They realized they were not A meaningless stone Thrown into the cruel current of life They are indeed the flow of life. Always fresh, always changing And always full of hope You are not mistakes. You have caused You are not wounds But others have already torn at the heart You At the innermost core, you are a space of absolute stillness. Pure In the morning, it looks like the full moon. Never has a single grain of dust from the battlefield ever been mine Make the unique object The journey to decipher these ancient scriptures Ta has taught me a precious lesson. Never seek immortality In the world of forms The only eternity But we can rely on It is the substanceless nature of emptiness itself. When we let go The craving to control everything Let go of the grip that is holding on so tightly To hold onto fleeting illusions It is precisely when we embrace everything completely The entire sky and earth within my heart The flute's joyful melody resounds with its tones The most wonderful thing is when it lets itself go with the wind We only truly live The most meaningful life When knowing how to let oneself flow with the current of causes and conditions Do every good deed With a mind unattached and unclinging Love everyone with compassion Do not demand retribution Amid the hazy scriptures, the smoke of bones drifts. I gently folded the page of the Heart Sutra. Every word All arguments come to this point They all seem to have become superfluous and powerless. How can we use it Limited understanding of the written word To describe an infinite sky How can we use it The heart's distinction between duality To touch the realm of stillness, where all is one and serene The answer is not on the surface. This yellowed paper But it lies right within the immediate breath of each of us. Dear esteemed guests The journey of exploring the essence of the universe Has taken us from the infinitesimally small particles To the vast galaxies From countless connections Of the Baozhou network To the great emptiness of emptiness Every path leads us back. With his own inner house Right at this moment I only ask you to let your two shoulders drop straight down. Gently closing the eyelids And stop all chaotic thoughts Don't look for anything else anymore Do not analyze Do not judge Listen to the silent stillness of space Present right in the midst of the heart's solitary beats That is your true homeland. The place where all things begin to arise From love and kindness And also the place where all things return to. To rest after long journeys Tired of reincarnation No noise from the city streets No sound of weeping from the sorrowful concubine Only absolute silence remains. An immense expanse Pure and serene Let your souls immerse deeply In that boundless silence To let the seeds of wisdom germinate Silently nourished And wait for the moment of blooming The most radiant lotuses in life's journey Silence To realize that one has never been born And will never be eradicated Walking lightly through the realm of dreams Yet left no trace behind When the deep echoes Of all phenomena, all is empty, just as it settles down Left in the mind We have an empty space. And absolute purity I believe it is high time We need to put an end to lofty theorizing To return to the pulse of reality Of one's own heart You and I have journeyed together through a long and winding road. Through layers of mist Of polyploid particles Gliding across the endless cascade of time In the end And the bird gazed at the buffalo's net. The brilliance of countless interdependent causes and conditions mutually arising But, esteemed gentlemen After more than 10 years of relentless effort Beside the yellowed pages of scripture Beneath the flickering midnight lamp The secret library of the provinces I was stunned to realize a profoundly simple truth. But it painfully wanders off the path of the pen That is profound knowledge. About the vast universe On quantum particles of infinitesimal size There are countless beautifully overlapping multiverses. Everything will become completely meaningless. If they cannot return To soothe a heart still bleeding Due to the suffering of the human world There is an hidden story. Our scholars often whisper to one another On those quiet nights of tea and silent conversation A story that is both satirical and humorous Yet it conceals a truth Dũng is driven by the limits of understanding the vastness of the universe. They say that Throughout several centuries With countless extraordinary efforts The greatest scientists in human history Had tirelessly been crafting enormous machines Advanced spacecraft And the most superior telescopes To climb the highest mountain peak Of the cosmic truth They were firmly convinced that I will be the first ones to plant the flag Unlocking the pinnacle The pinnacle of life Yet As I had just tirelessly climbed up to the very last rock outcrop Of that great mountain peak Through the mist of reality They truly deserve to recognize the enlightened masters. The great enlightened ones Has been sitting in stillness there since who knows when Wandering leisurely, raising a fragrant tea cup And smiling, welcome them The truth is Modern science from ancient times So far, it's just a pair of eyes. Absorbed in gazing outside, striving to conquer They use lenses. To look upon the stars Use a particle accelerator to bombard atomic particles. Use mathematics to measure quantity Event horizon of a black hole However advanced the machine may be It cannot be measured either. The depth of a sigh Even though the telescope looks out Billions of light-years away It cannot see the origin either. Of envy and jealousy And fear is gnawing at the human soul. On the contrary The wisdom of Buddhism is A pair of wise eyes turns inward The Buddha does not need to come Any machinery or equipment To verify the authenticity You have used your own absolute stillness Of the inner self as laboratory Utilize boundless compassion and mercy. Serve as a measuring tool And use breath to avoid discursive thoughts. Make the ship travel across all realms He preceded science by thousands of years. Not to be commemorated by future generations with a commemorative stele Not to compete either The greatest physicist of all time All ages He pointed out the nature of the world. For the sole purpose of The wave of the chariot's collapse, dragging humanity along with it In the cycle of birth and death From the perspective of a person He dedicated his entire life to the scriptures. I ardently wish to convey a message To you, dear viewers, Let us not forever be obsessed with chasing after Proofs from the external world Oh, I forgot to clean up again. The inner home of oneself Those who are crying out in sorrow over betrayal Those who are suffering alone, bearing the pain Losing the most beloved family member Who are those playing amidst the ever-changing current of life? Please remember that The solution to every tragedy Not located in some distant paradise Not on the ninth cloud layer Nor does it lie within a dry physical formula The truth of salvation lies right here With every heartbeat of your precious heart When you master Each concept is arising. You will master all phenomena. Science can help Humans soar to the harmonious star But only awareness can help Humanity transcends the hell of its own mind The deepest connection Not the internet network There are radio waves. It is the harmony between souls. Have come to understand the truth of impermanence And let go of all attachments Looking back on the path of life Filled with the darkness of ignorant minds Who among us has never made a mistake for profit? Due to greed, hatred, and delusion, doubt arises and obscures the truth. We have woven it ourselves Thus, the nets of karmic obstacles and spells encircle tightly Take oneself and those around as the starting point This very moment here Facing the light of wisdom's radiant illumination Of the Buddhas of the ten directions Let us together gather and calm our minds and bodies. With reverent devotion, I cast myself onto the path of the Dharma. Kindle a heartfelt repentance From the depths of my heart How many deep and thick karmic obstacles from countless past lives The body, speech, and mind, heedlessly engaged in actions Delusion born of ignorance Causing so many grudges and hatreds I sincerely vow to prostrate and repent with a single-minded heart. The light of the Buddha's compassion and wisdom Shining light into the darkest corners of the heart Of the soul Wash away fleeting attachments and desires To yield my seat for the pure lotus flower Of the blossoming of forgiveness Repentance is not self-punishment. It's a bathing session. The most sacred spirituality Let me be reborn as a new person Pure and serene With all the sincerity of my heart Venerable Wisdom Mirror I dedicate the merit of listening And share this miraculous Dharma teaching Transform into a pure, serene incense fragrance Along the path of the Buddha of the ten directions of the sky May the light of wisdom shine forth. Infinite light shines into your minds. Dissolve all clouds of烦恼 (troubles and worries) May the heart always be peaceful and happy. Clear and refreshing Pray for national peace and people's well-being. World peace Humanity eradicates illness and war Especially, I offer this sincere mind and heart The boundless merit dedicated to all beings with great compassion Victory reaches the nine heavens and seven ancestors He and his ancestors for many generations For many lifetimes, they have diligently fulfilled the duties of raising and nurturing their children. dedicating this merit to the souls of the departed The heroic martyr has suffered the loss of the nation and the destruction of the body. Sacrifice oneself for a noble cause A heartfelt expression of self-compassion I will go to all the spirits Unfortunately, they were overshadowed due to a severe illness Due to traffic accidents on roads everywhere There are souls unjustly deceased Lost and desolate in the shadowy realm I vow to rely on the mighty power of the sacred spirit Of the Buddha's Teachings Thanks to the pure energy of the great assembly And all the departed spirits, O venerable ones All were sheltered and protected from the French. Abandon hatred Wipe away the dust of the mundane world Quickly transcend to the Western Pure Land of ultimate bliss A place where the footprints of pain are no longer hidden May you forever be at peace Under the sheltering protection and guidance Of the Buddhas of the ten directions Dear esteemed viewers, The Dharma of the Tathagata is vast as the ocean. But a drop of seawater Also fully carries the saltiness of the ocean Heartfelt confessions Meditations But we've just passed by Not merely a story Just to enjoy listening for a brief moment Those are bodhi seeds. Being quietly sown And try to use the consciousness of each person Every act of listening Each time you share Regarding videos containing messages This awakening It is a valuable lesson for the community. They are the bridge connecting hearts. Yearning desperately to return to the shore of enlightenment Let us together gain understanding Together, we will share our concerns The emotional wounds in this impermanent life If you feel Precious heartfelt confessions Carefully refined from a lifetime of relentless toil On this side of the historical record Bring a little peaceful warmth And the wage of wages for your soul Please joyfully subscribe to the channel And share with those who understand the cause. Presence And your support Not just those screen operations without purpose That is precisely the source of motivation. Greatest You are the gentle breeze that fans the flame of passion. So that we may continue to move forward steadily On Huangyang Road, avoid the development The act of your subscription to follow Just like how we are together right now Establishing a pure and serene spiritual sanctuary Right in the midst of this vast cyber space To evoke and awaken Spiritual and cultural currents Profound in the coming time Let us not lose each other Amid a sea of life filled with temptations And intoxicated Clutch tightly to this fortunate bond of connection. Because if we happen to pass each other by You might miss it A rare opportunity To see one's true self once again In the beam of light reflected by the mirror Of prajna wisdom With sincere devotion, countless hearts It has lingered until this very last moment Wishing you a lifetime of peace and ease in all things. Constant peace of mind and heart And until we meet again, dear viewers On spiritual journeys of exploration The next miraculous one Now, the space around me is gradually Drowning into the stillness of the afternoon, we In a small corner of another scripture repository I gently close the pages of the scripture. Ancient and majestic The harsh golden sunlight at the end of the day Draw long streaks across the window frame Made of grown wood, clearly illuminated Each tiny particle of dust is floating in sickness Drifting in the air Strange indeed, when looking at those particles of dust I no longer see them as objects. No more. I see them smiling. Embracing the vast and boundless Dharma realm entirely Out there, the world keeps spinning wildly Caught in the noisy whirlwind of survival And lively People are still relentlessly fighting over each other. Moment by moment, fame and profit are fleeting. But right here Inside this reverse heart There is once again a strange tranquility present. To be overwhelmed A peace undisturbed Because of any sound or event in the course of the world Thank you for your courage. Come with me to the very end Of the expedition into the kingdom Of awakening No longer rigid dogmas No more sharp arguments Of science or philosophy All words up to this point They have all completed their designated transport missions. And automatically falling off This moment I only wish you would relax your entire body. Let go of all titles and honors Every trouble of yesterday And the plans for tomorrow Take a deep breath Perception of a pure, refreshing life force Of heaven and earth overflowing in the lungs And exhale gently Just let go of all your burdens, my dear. A burden on tiny shoulders May these grains of wisdom A thousand years ago Through space and time The fertile piece of land has been found. To sprout within your consciousness From now on onwards Though you may walk through countless storms and hardships You always smile, remembering I originally Not just a fleeting existence like a bubble on the water Drifting aimlessly You are a precious pearl of extraordinary brilliance. Invaluable and pure Shining brilliantly, glowing radiantly Amid the network of treasure pearls The greatness of life The meditation music has ended The eyelid has closed. Only this silence remains. Absolutely, silent, serene Please close your eyes with me And immerse oneself in that mysterious silence.