a monk was being chased across the field by a tiger... he came to the edge of a cliff with no where to go but down.... the tiger leaped, the monk leaped.... getting tangled on a branch some 15 feet for the top.... one puple and pink blossom bloomed on the branch... the monk looked at the blossom and said .. 'i have never seen such beauty'

existence is like a flowing river which comes to a waterfall.. the group of humans are like the water.. flowing together in the river and falling from the ledge they seperate and think they are individuals for the short time til they reach the pool below where they come together again....

life is the waterfall....