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The wine and flesh passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remained

author:Zen rhymes with the heart of the text

Speaking of wine and meat monks, the first reaction is that the false monks, like the living Buddha Jigong, have worn wine and meat through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remains, I am afraid that it is just a beautiful talk.

The wine and flesh passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remained

I don't understand buddhas, I don't believe in Buddhas, and I don't know anything about Buddhism, but Buddha has always had a sacred and inviolable majesty in my heart, but I can't say why.

Although I am not a believer, I prefer the holy places of Buddhism, and every time I go to a Zen temple or Buddhist temple, I have to go in and visit it, see the cigarettes in the Zen temple, occasionally ring one or two bells, accompanied by the sound of Sanskrit singing, although I do not understand the meaning, but I can also listen to the gods. The heart is as calm and peaceful as water, without distractions and thoughts.

Look at the good men and women in front of the bodhisattvas, holding incense candles, worshipping the sky and bowing to the ground, silently reciting what they want in their hearts, and everyone in the world has selfish thoughts and prays for the enlightenment and protection of the gods and Buddhas. Whenever I see this, I can't help but think that if the Buddha and Bodhisattva really have a spirit, maybe they don't have to worship.

The wine and flesh passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remained

There are also some people who do not know why, seeing others kneeling and looking east and west, as if they did not worship as if they had committed a big taboo, and also followed the muddled appearance.

Then there are people like me, in addition to watching the bustle on the side and looking around, they are full of red dust and distractions. Then I went to see the monks who were dressed in Buddhist robes and brushed with vibrato, and everything was opened.

The Buddha in the eyes and the Buddha that I once thought were not the same, except for the bricks and tiles of the Buddha's wall, and then thinking back to the Journey to the West, I asked for 'personnel' from the Tang monks and disciples, and I was relieved.

Whether the Buddha is a Buddha or a secular, it is finally a firework in the world, the wine and meat have passed through the intestines, whether the Buddha is in his heart, I am afraid that I can only ask the Buddha.

The wine and flesh passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remained

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