Wisdom Can Be Learned. But It Cannot

The Words Of The Scholar Are To Be Understood. The Words Of The Master Are Not To Be Understood. They Are To Be Listened To As One Listens To The Wind In The Trees And The Sound Of The River And The Song Of The Bird. They Will Awaken Something Within The Heart That Is Beyond All Knowledge.

As The Great Confucius Said, "the One Who Would Be In Constant Happiness Must Frequently Change." Flow. But We Keep Looking Back, Don't We? We Cling To Things In The Past And Cling To Things In The Present...do You Want To Enjoy A Symphony? Don't Hold On To A Few Bars Of The Music. Don't Hold On To A Couple Of Notes. Let Them Pass, Let Them Flow. The Whole Enjoyment Of A Symphony Lies In Your Readiness To Allow The Notes To Pass.

God In Heaven Holds Each Person By A String. When You Sin, You Cut The String. Then God Ties It Up Again. Making A Knot, Bringing You A Little Closer To Him. Again And Again Your Sins Cut The String And With Each Knot God Keeps Drawing You Closer And Closer.

Love Springs From Awareness.

Wouldn't It Be Wonderful If We Had A World Where Everybody Said, 'we Don't Know?' The Fact Is That You're Surrounded -god And You Don't See God, Because You Know About God. The Final Barrier To The Vision Of God Is Your God Concept. You Miss God Because You Think You Know. The Highest Knowledge Of God Is To Know God As Unknowable. All Revelations, However Divine, Are Never Any More Than A Finger Pointing At The Moon. As We Say In The East, 'when The Sage Points To The Moon, All The Idiot Sees Is The Finger'.