The Red Sun Rises High |
(New Year's Message, January 1, 1986)
Lao-tzu and Confucius are shaking hands, the Buddha and Jesus are walking together, and songs of peace flow from from all directions. The noble and the evil have disappeared, and there is no trace of heaven and hell. "Amen" is being chanted in magnificent temples, while "Ohm" flows from splendid churches. In such a world, arguments of "black" and "white" "right" and "wrong" are unimaginable.
The Great Wall of China is but a toy on foam, and the great unification of the world, as sought by historical conquerors, is but kids, stuff. To those of you so filled with self-importance, who recklessly run about searching for more and more, please listen: you are dancing on the blade of a knife.
Our fundamental nature is covered with greed like a jewel covered with dust; yet no matter how thick the dust, the jewel remains unchanged. If you brush away the dust, the jewel will light up the world with its brilliance.
Let's make friends with the twinkling stars, drink nectar poured from a golden vase into white jade cups, and sing songs of praise.