虛堂和尚語錄 8.24

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8.24

The master then said: "The golden lancet scrapes away cataracts, but one's own sickness is hard to cure; a sharp sword brandishes in the air, but escaping tracks is beyond reach. How can that compare to picking up the whisk horizontally and subduing incoming capacities? Although killing and enlivening differ, their response has precision. What person attains this samādhi?" He struck his staff: "One, two, three; three, two, one."

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