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Silence
silence is soundlessness; silence exists in different forms.
an empty head or a blank mind which leads to speechlessness--that is silence.
enthusiasm fades like dying embers and thus leads to cynicism and indifference to life, which arouses neither happiness nor sadness, neither worries nor anger, and which costs people their interest in and desire for anything--that is silence.
despite all the experiences of love and hate, of disorientation and reorientation, of order-giving that was answered by hundreds and call-issuing that was not answered by a single soul, there is not a word uttered, but only a clam eye that watches on this world--that is also silence.
worries and sufferings, tastes of changes and vicissitudes of the world, footprints left in mountains and valleys and noises of rivers and oceans cherished in the heart are all but hidden unrevealed--that is still silence.
either an invaluable italian violin or a reed whistle cut out casually would remain silent if they are not played, although the connotations of their silences differ greatly. for even though they are never touched by anybody, you can still imagine the vastly different sounds they can possibly produce.
a flawless jade ornament, or a coarse, gross brick will always remain silent if it is left untouched, but who can draw an equal sign between them?
indeed, for a living being there is no such thing as true silence, for silence itself is a revelation of the mind and the heart, an echo of the soul of a different form.
some people use silence as a disguise of the emptiness of the head.
some use it as a means to depict their disorientation and melancholy.
and some use it as a way of expressing their angers and sorrows.
There once was a master who went to india. in those times, we didn"t have the communications or airplanes or many kinds of transportation that we do now. so the master went to india on foot. he had never been to india before; perhaps he came from persia. and when he got there, he saw a lot of fruit. in india they have plenty of fruit to sell, but much of it is expensive because they can"t grow much due to the water situation. so he saw one basket, a big basket of some very red, long fruit. and it was the cheapest in the shop, not expensive at all.
So he went up and asked, "how much per kilo?" and the shopkeeper said, "two rupees." two rupees in india is nothing; it"s like dirt. so he bought a whole kilogram of the fruit and started eating it. but after he ate some of it: oh, my god! his eyes watered, his mouth watered and burned, his eyes were burning, his head was burning and his face became red. as he coughed and choked and gasped for breath, he jumped up and down, saying, "ah! ah! ah!"
But he still continued to eat the fruit! some people who were looking at him shook their heads and said, "you"re crazy, man. those are chilies! you can"t eat so many; they"re not good for you! people use them as a condiment, but only a little bit to put into food for taste. you can"t just eat them by the handful like that; they"re not fruit!" so the stupid master said, "no, i can"t stop! i paid money for them, and now i"ll eat them. it"s my money!"
When we were kids, we had no idea of what limitations were and we had no care in the world so we could do things without worrying about how we appeared to others. However, as we grew up, we lost that childlike innocence.
So don"t lose the child that still lives within you. The next time you feel down, go turn on your favorite song, and sing and dance along like there is no tomorrow. Or watch something that makes you laugh. Laughter is the best medicine to whatever ails you and nothing is better than laughing so hard that your tummy hurts. Trust me, you will feel a whole lot better, and who doesn"t want to feel good?
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