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The elderly Lo Zu walked through a long, beautiful meadow and came near to the local village.   He saw a group of youth sitting near a fenced garden and ambled near to them while holding on to his sinuous, meandering cane.  As he walked, he smiled at the majestic, wonderous blue sky and at the beautiful trees dancing in the light breeze that he was not (in any way) apart from.  Many of the young people looked rather bored, and excitement and wonderment were missing from their eyes.  Lo Zu said to them, “When i was your age, i too sometimes would get bored; I too found myself lacking in exciting things to do.  Now, in my elderly age, there is no boredom; there is only harmony and bliss.”

“What is your secret?, one of the youth asked.

Lo Zu then said, “One went beyond what all of the others said about life, self, and consciousness.  The root of suffering was discovered and perceived.”

Some of the youth inquired, “What is the root of suffering?”

Lo Zu replied, “The ‘I,’ the ‘me,’ with all of its pretense and chicanery.  The ‘I’ or the ‘me’ helps create a space between what is considered a “center” and the rest of the world (even including between a thought of a supposed center-controller and thinking).  However, for example, thoughts and thinking are what consciousness is (as they occur), including the concept of ‘I’ or ‘myself.’  There is, though, a beautiful intelligence beyond and much greater than mere thoughts and thinking.  Such intelligence is of a wholeness and transcends the petty concepts of ‘I’ and ‘me.’  Such intelligence transcends psychological suffering/boredom, mere words as labels, and gross limitation; what is whole and immense is not dominated by what is false and limited.  Mental suffering is false and limited.  Only when one clings to the limited is the intelligence of the whole not apparent.  Look at everything beyond fragments, symbols, and images… and perhaps that intelligence will manifest.  Clinging to what the ordinary, every-day people tell you… may be like clinging to garbage.  Even clinging to ‘collected experiences’ (robotically) is childish and unnecessary.  Cling in that way if you wish, but as for this elderly being, there is too much bliss here to crave what is fundamentally of the dead past.  See the living beauty of life and nature in each instant (without merely always labeling and remembering).  Question things, be appreciative of life, perceive with wholeness, and go beyond the ordinary. “

The group of youth thanked Lo Zu and asked him to stop by to visit them again.

As he walked away, he heard one of them say, “He is not like the other elders; he is different; he seems magical.  When he looks at you, it is as if he can see right into you.”