A sage has no self

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All things originate from the mind.
When the whole mind is silent, all appearances end.
Who is the other, who is one- self?
When there is no sign of differentiation, not even a single atom can be established.
When not a single thought is born, a penetration occurs through before the womb
and after the skin bag;
One point of inconceivable illumination, whole and undifferentiated, without
corners, edge or traces that cannot be dimmed.
What cannot be dimmed has been referred to as inherent knowledge; the point of
inherent knowledge has been termed as the fundamental endowment.
When there is an apperception that all things are empty there is freedom in all states of mind,
freedom arising in the very apperception of the inference of an entity known as the mind.
The primordial beam of light pervades everywhere and transforms according to the
energies and situations.
Everything it meets is the source, subtly illuminating all things.
Empty, the wind in the pines and the moon in the water respond outwardly without getting confused.
Empty living is in clear harmony, without a wandering mind, not sticking anywhere.
With a mind like spring bearing flowers, like a mirror reflecting images;
in the midst of floods of tumult, the eye of serenity is the only reality.
When your state is thoroughly peaceful and your livelihood is cool and serene,
the emptiness of the ages is apperceived;
there is nothing to be troubled by, nothing that can obstruct.
For there is nothing which cognizes trouble as trouble, obstruction as
obstruction, both seen as nuances of the Dance of That-Which-Is,......... in
that moment.
Empty, absolute and radiant; clear, complete and shining; it clearly exists for
all ages, never dimmed.
Clean, pure, perfectly clear; the power of the eye cannot reach its bounds.
Still, silent, empty and vast, the ken of the mind cannot find its edges.
There is utterly no way to study this matter;
There is utterly no technique, no methodology to reach the undimmable;
The essence lies in the mysterious emptying and opening body and mind as if by
itself, so that in this vastness of
space, even the distinction of nowhere and everywhere ceases.
Wanting to empty, desiring to open are the very closures.
This awareness cannot be dimmed, this clarity cannot be confused.
The moon follows the flowing waters, the rain goes with the moving clouds.
Each and every sense and sensation appears immediate and the distinction between
relative and absolute a hilarity.
Therefore it was said that a sage has no self, but there is nothing that is not himself.

A sage has no self, but there is nothing that is not the sage