To attain Buddhahood ... we must scatter this life's aims and objects to the wind.
Deep in the wild mountains, is a strange marketplace,where you can trade the hassle and noise of everyday life, for eternal Light.
When you run after your thoughts, you are like a dog chasing a stick
My religion is to live and die without regret.
I need nothing. I seek nothing. I desire nothing.
Mental activity in the daytime creates a latent form of habitual thought which again transforms itself at night into various delusory visions sensed by the semi-consciousness. This is called the deceptive and magic-like Bardo of Dream.