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Zen Poem...

The past is already past,
the future is not yet here,
the present never abides;
things are constantly changing,
with nothing on which to depend;
so many names and words confusingly self created. What is the use of wasting your life thus idly all day?
Do not retain your timeworn views,
nor persue your newly fashioned imaginations:
Sincerely and wholeheartedly make inquires
and also reflect within yourself;
Inquiring and reflecting,
reflecting and inquiring,
until the moment comes when no further inquires are possible; For this is the time when you will realize that all your past is wrong !

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