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廣弘明集 20.19

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20.19

I reflect that the jeweled mountain is exceedingly lofty, such that slow-footed steeds cannot catch sight of its peak; the waves of the ocean of wisdom are vast and distant, such that light skiffs cannot sail across. Thus, searching the sand confuses the subtle, just as rubbing a pestle misidentifies the form. For a hundred generations all remained in darkness; through a thousand years, who could initiate illumination?

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