electro shock
Don Juan
1. The Search for a Girlfriend
In the pasture of this world, electro shock endlessly pushes aside the tall grasses in search of a girlfriend.
Following unnamed rivers, lost upon the interpenetrating paths of distant mountains,
His strength failing and his vitality exhausted, he cannot find a girlfriend.
He only hears the locusts chirring through the forest at night.
The girlfriend never has been lost. What need is there to search? Only because of separation from his true nature, electro shock fails to find her. In the confusion of the senses he lost even his tracks. Far from home, he sees many crossroads, but which way is the right one he knows not. Greed and fear, good and bad, entangle him.
2. Discovering the Footprints
Along the riverbank, electro shock discovers the footprints of a girl!
Even under the fragrant grass he sees her prints. Deep in remote mountains they are found.
These traces no more can be hidden than one's nose, looking heavenward.
Understanding what he read in the DJ Bible, he sees the footprints of a girl. Then he learns that, just as many utensils are made from one metal, so too are myriad entities made of the fabric of the self. Unless he discriminates, how will he perceive the true from the untrue? Not yet having entered the gate, nevertheless he has discerned the path.
3. Perceiving the Girl
Electro shock hears the song of the nightingale.
The sun is warm, the wind is mild, willows are green along the shore.
Here no girl can hide!
What artist can draw that cute face, those majestic breasts?
When one hears the voice, one can sense its source. As soon as the six senses merge, the gate is entered. Whenever one enters one sees the head of the girl one seeks! This unity is like salt in water, like color in dyestuff. The lightest thing is not apart from self.
4. Catching the Girl
Electro shock seizes the girl with a terrific struggle.
Her great will and power are inexhaustible.
She charges to the high plateau far above the cloud-mists,
Or in an impenetrable ravine she stands
The girl dwelt in the forest a long time, but electro shock caught her today! Infatuation for scenery interferes with her direction. Longing for sweeter grass, she wanders away. Her mind still is stubborn and unbridled. If he wishes her to submit, he must raise his whip.
5. Taming the Girl
The whip and rope are necessary,
Else she might stray off down some dusty road.
Being well trained, she becomes naturally gentle.
Then, unfettered, she obeys the DJ, her master.
When one thought arises, another thought follows. When the first thought springs from enlightenment, all subsequent thoughts are true. Through delusion, one makes everything untrue. Delusion is not caused by objectivity; it is the result of subjectivity. Hold the nose-ring tight and do not allow even a doubt.
6. Riding the Girl Home
Mounting the girl, slowly electro shock returns homeward.
The voice of his flute intones through the evening.
Measuring with hand-beats the pulsating harmony, he directs the endless rhythm.
Whoever hears this melody will join him.
This struggle is over; gain and loss are assimilated. He sings the song of the village woodsman, and plays the tunes of the children. Astride the girl, he observes the clouds above. Onward he goes, no matter who may wish to call him back.
7. The Girl Transcended
Astride the girl, electro shock reaches home.
He is serene. The girl too can rest.
The dawn has come. In blissful repose,
Within his thatched dwelling he has abandoned the whip and rope.
All is one law, not two. We only make the girl a temporary subject. It is as the relation of rabbit and trap, of fish and net. It is as gold and dross, or the moon emerging from a cloud. One path of clear light travels on throughout endless time.
8. Both Girl and Self Transcended
Whip, rope, person, and girlfriend -- all merge in nothing.
This heaven is so vast no message can stain it.
How may a snowflake exist in a raging fire?
Here are the footprints of the DJs.
Mediocrity is gone. Mind is clear of limitation. Electro shock seeks no state of enlightenment. Neither does he remain where no enlightenment exists. Since he lingers in neither condition, eyes cannot see him. If hundreds of girls strew his path with flowers, such praise would be meaningless.
9. Reaching the Source
Too many steps have been taken returning to the root and the source.
Better to have been blind and deaf from the beginning!
Dwelling in one's true abode, unconcerned with that without --
The river flows tranquilly on and the flowers are red.
From the beginning, truth is clear. Poised in silence, electro shock observes the forms of integration and disintegration. One who is not attached to "form" need not be "reformed." The water is emerald, the mountain is indigo, and he sees that which is creating and that which is destroying.
10. In the World
Barefooted and naked of breast, electro shock mingles with the people of the world.
His clothes are ragged and dust-laden, and he is ever blissful.
He uses no magic to extend his life;
Now, before him, the dead trees become alive.
Inside his gate, a thousand sages do not know him. The beauty of his garden is invisible. Why should one search for the footprints of the DJs? He goes to the market place with his wine bottle and return home with his staff. He visits the wine shop and the market, and everyone he looks upon becomes enlightened.
In the pasture of this world, electro shock endlessly pushes aside the tall grasses in search of a girlfriend.
Following unnamed rivers, lost upon the interpenetrating paths of distant mountains,
His strength failing and his vitality exhausted, he cannot find a girlfriend.
He only hears the locusts chirring through the forest at night.
The girlfriend never has been lost. What need is there to search? Only because of separation from his true nature, electro shock fails to find her. In the confusion of the senses he lost even his tracks. Far from home, he sees many crossroads, but which way is the right one he knows not. Greed and fear, good and bad, entangle him.
2. Discovering the Footprints
Along the riverbank, electro shock discovers the footprints of a girl!
Even under the fragrant grass he sees her prints. Deep in remote mountains they are found.
These traces no more can be hidden than one's nose, looking heavenward.
Understanding what he read in the DJ Bible, he sees the footprints of a girl. Then he learns that, just as many utensils are made from one metal, so too are myriad entities made of the fabric of the self. Unless he discriminates, how will he perceive the true from the untrue? Not yet having entered the gate, nevertheless he has discerned the path.
3. Perceiving the Girl
Electro shock hears the song of the nightingale.
The sun is warm, the wind is mild, willows are green along the shore.
Here no girl can hide!
What artist can draw that cute face, those majestic breasts?
When one hears the voice, one can sense its source. As soon as the six senses merge, the gate is entered. Whenever one enters one sees the head of the girl one seeks! This unity is like salt in water, like color in dyestuff. The lightest thing is not apart from self.
4. Catching the Girl
Electro shock seizes the girl with a terrific struggle.
Her great will and power are inexhaustible.
She charges to the high plateau far above the cloud-mists,
Or in an impenetrable ravine she stands
The girl dwelt in the forest a long time, but electro shock caught her today! Infatuation for scenery interferes with her direction. Longing for sweeter grass, she wanders away. Her mind still is stubborn and unbridled. If he wishes her to submit, he must raise his whip.
5. Taming the Girl
The whip and rope are necessary,
Else she might stray off down some dusty road.
Being well trained, she becomes naturally gentle.
Then, unfettered, she obeys the DJ, her master.
When one thought arises, another thought follows. When the first thought springs from enlightenment, all subsequent thoughts are true. Through delusion, one makes everything untrue. Delusion is not caused by objectivity; it is the result of subjectivity. Hold the nose-ring tight and do not allow even a doubt.
6. Riding the Girl Home
Mounting the girl, slowly electro shock returns homeward.
The voice of his flute intones through the evening.
Measuring with hand-beats the pulsating harmony, he directs the endless rhythm.
Whoever hears this melody will join him.
This struggle is over; gain and loss are assimilated. He sings the song of the village woodsman, and plays the tunes of the children. Astride the girl, he observes the clouds above. Onward he goes, no matter who may wish to call him back.
7. The Girl Transcended
Astride the girl, electro shock reaches home.
He is serene. The girl too can rest.
The dawn has come. In blissful repose,
Within his thatched dwelling he has abandoned the whip and rope.
All is one law, not two. We only make the girl a temporary subject. It is as the relation of rabbit and trap, of fish and net. It is as gold and dross, or the moon emerging from a cloud. One path of clear light travels on throughout endless time.
8. Both Girl and Self Transcended
Whip, rope, person, and girlfriend -- all merge in nothing.
This heaven is so vast no message can stain it.
How may a snowflake exist in a raging fire?
Here are the footprints of the DJs.
Mediocrity is gone. Mind is clear of limitation. Electro shock seeks no state of enlightenment. Neither does he remain where no enlightenment exists. Since he lingers in neither condition, eyes cannot see him. If hundreds of girls strew his path with flowers, such praise would be meaningless.
9. Reaching the Source
Too many steps have been taken returning to the root and the source.
Better to have been blind and deaf from the beginning!
Dwelling in one's true abode, unconcerned with that without --
The river flows tranquilly on and the flowers are red.
From the beginning, truth is clear. Poised in silence, electro shock observes the forms of integration and disintegration. One who is not attached to "form" need not be "reformed." The water is emerald, the mountain is indigo, and he sees that which is creating and that which is destroying.
10. In the World
Barefooted and naked of breast, electro shock mingles with the people of the world.
His clothes are ragged and dust-laden, and he is ever blissful.
He uses no magic to extend his life;
Now, before him, the dead trees become alive.
Inside his gate, a thousand sages do not know him. The beauty of his garden is invisible. Why should one search for the footprints of the DJs? He goes to the market place with his wine bottle and return home with his staff. He visits the wine shop and the market, and everyone he looks upon becomes enlightened.
