Working With Plants, Trees, Fences And Walls,

Through One Word, Or Seven Words, Or Three Times Five, Even If You Investigate Thoroughly Myriad Forms, Nothing Can Be Depended Upon. Night Advances, The Moon Glows And Falls Into The Ocean. The Black Dragon Jewel You Have Been Searching For, Is Everywhere.

No Matter How Bad A State Of Mind You May Get Into, If You Keep Strong And Hold Out, Eventually The Floating Clouds Must Vanish And The Withering Wind Must Cease.

A Flower Falls, Even Though We Love It; And A Weed Grows, Even Though We Do Not Love It.

Yet You Must Not Cling To The Words Of The Old Sages Either; They, Too, May Not Be Right. Even If You Believe Them, You Should Be Alert So That, In The Event That Something Superior Comes Along, You May Follow That.

To Escape From The World Means That One's Mind Is Not Concerned With The Opinions Of The World.