Daiju visited the master Baso in China. Baso asked: “What do you seek?”
“Enlightenment,” replied Daiju.
“You have your own treasure house. Why do you search outside?” Baso asked.
Daiju inquired: “Where is my treasure house?”
Baso answered: “What you are asking is your treasure house.”
Daiju was enlightened! Ever after he urged his friends: “Open your own treasure house and use those treasures.”
The morning stars, trains echoing through the city.
I can see the lights at the station, illuminating 22nd street.
Not a soul awake on my block and mine is the only light on.
The coffee maker is sizzling away while my lover lays sweetly.
It’s morning again.
For a historical perspective on the graffiti of GHOST’s era and GHOST’s personal and artistic evolution, Ket’s book GHOST RIS CREW (published by From Here to Fame) is worth a read.
Reborn from pain, ascending out of madness and despair.
I’m reborn into self, creative and learning entity.
Laughing and smiling and dancing to lifes song.
Breathing the air again, I was drowning.
I can taste the food again and feel the calming rain.
I can smile at simplicity and ponder the complex
I am here again.
There is certainly nothing more important in life than what we do at the present moment. A person’s entire life consists of nothing more than one moment piled on top of another, over and over again. Once enlightened to this, the warrior has nothing else to worry about, because he realizes that he has only to live in the present moment with the utmost intensity.
I see through third eye, they say check the optometrist.
Blossoming seed, forever I am an optimist.
Inspire cause im inspired, by any and all mediums.
Acquire the gift and uplifting all my people with.
Artistic mystic, significantly shifting.
My wishlist is listed linguistics
I put the drank down and put this thang down.
I see clear as a vision no mystery in me now.
My mind is yin yang, the Sun Tzu art of war.
I’ve already won, pen over your sword
But I’m chilling on stand by samurai in the the darkness.
Rooftop of the projects, assembling an arsenal.
Student w no teacher, Witty unpredictable, resemblance self
until death I get deeper.
-Nina
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