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Saturday, 28 January 2006

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Jeff Wilson

Reminds me of these lines by Shinran, from Shoshinge:

"The light of compassion that grasps us illumines and protects us always;
The darkness of our ignorance is already broken through;
Still the clouds and mists of greed and desire, anger and hatred,
Cover as always the sky of true and real shinjin.
But though light of the sun is veiled by clouds and mists,
Beneath the clouds and mists there is brightness, not dark."

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