Sunday, August 15, 2010

Malas: Tibetan Prayer Beads

Garuda Trading, in Cornwall, has these beads from Wu Tai Shan.

In Lieutenant-Colonel Laurence Austine Waddell's 1895 book The Buddhism of Tibet, or Lamaism, he makes mention of the manufacture of prayer beads at Wu Tai Shan, in China, for sale to the Tibetan market. He writes, "These beads are manufactured wholesale by machinery at the temple... ."

Indeed, it has been ever thus. The beads are made in something called a "bead mill." The material is drilled, cut into cubes, the corners are roughed off, and then these blanks are placed in circular mills which gradually machine them to size. They then put them in polishing drums, not unlike the polishing drums used to make Tibetan medicine. Even today, if you go to Wu Tai Shan (looking for Manjushri), you will pass by thousands of prayer beads for sale, made from every substance under the sun.

Lt. Col. Waddell's book, in 1895, was the first Western resource on the topic

So, like everything else, prayer beads are a fun subject with which to occupy your attention from time to time, and they have spawned their own body of myth and lore that is diverting to consider. The Dalai Lama's official website used to have a nice article on the subject, but I see they have taken it down in favor of more political content.

Recently, in another medium, a friend of mine noted that lapis-lazuli beads are used for the Medicine Buddha mantra, so this naturally sparked some interest in which material goes with which mantras.

I cannot pretend to any authority in this matter, so I will just pass along what I have heard. I will leave it to you to conduct your own inquiries.

I have heard that red sandalwood is favored for Hayagriva. Coral is also used for Hayagriva, as it is for Padmasambhava, and by some people for Vajrayogini, Red Tara,  Kurukulle and so forth. Actually, red carnelians are the best for Kurukulle, but you don't often see these done nicely. The coral sets are very expensive: the good ones start at around $2,500 and go up from there. I think $3,000 is the average going price these days. I know an Indian coral dealer in Southern California, and I asked her if these prices were legitimate. She said that the coral fancied by the Tibetans is inferior to other sorts which are less expensive, but since fashion is fashion, the prices are reasonable.

For Manjushri, and certain of the deities associated with wealth, one sees beads of amber, hessonite, which is a kind of honey-colored garnet, topaz, and tiger's eye. It is widely reported that the Dalai Lama uses a tiger's eye mala, and indeed he has one. Actually, he has many different malas. The last time I saw him (2009), he had a simple bodhi seed mala. In any event, tiger's eye is just a chatoyant chalcedony, and the very best kind is a sort of blue and gold. The common ones are brown. The reddish ones are heat treated.

Tarthang Rinpoche's mala is made of goldstone. He acquired it in India, just before he came to America. Goldstone is actually octahedral crystals of copper dispersed in glass, using a process invented in the seventeenth century, in Venice. 

For Tara, many people fancy turquoise, malachite, or even jade. For White Tara, you can choose pearls, which are also sometimes suitable for Chenrezig. Some people prefer white conch for Chenrezig. However, Chenrezig's thoroughly well-established mala is always of crystal. The lead crystal ones are usually inexpensive. The rock crystal ones can be very expensive. For the Medicine Buddha, there is lapis, as we have mentioned, but there is also aquamarine (blue beryl), and blue quartz (dumortierite quartz).

In Waddell's book, he states, "There is no rosary formed of finger-bones, as has been sometimes stated." Actually, there are. The fingers of great Yamantaka practitioners were sometimes made into disc-like beads. These are so rare as to be almost non-existent. You also find them of skull bone, and so forth. Naturally, these are associated with wrathful deities. You often find rudraksha used for this purpose as well. Sometimes, snake spines are used for particular rituals.

Lotus seeds are good for White Mahakala, as are bodhi seeds or even six-lobed rudraksha. You can also use ivory, although a good quality, pre-ban ivory mala will cost in the range of $500 these days.

There is an enormous body of superstition associated with malas, and you can get some of the flavor of this by clicking here. Sort of a "step on a crack and you'll break Mother's back" level of superstition. However, the properties and powers of the various minerals and materials are not superstition; rather, these are rooted in Vedic expression, thousands of years old, codifying the wisdom of highly enlightened beings.

Many Tibetan malas have counters of silver, or even gold. These tend to get in the way, so usually you only see lay people use these.

In most of the prisons in Tibet, malas are not allowed, so the prisoners make them of knotted bits of string. If these are found, punishment often ensues. Therefore, a method of using the fingers is preferred. You visualize each finger as being divided into four sections. Starting with your right thumb, you count across both hands and back again. This gives you a count of eighty. Next, you count across both hands and back, but this time only count one for each finger, not four. This brings you up to one hundred.

This is very, very "handy" to know, if you are on a three-year retreat and the mala breaks.


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Friday, August 13, 2010

Natural Sound of the Conch

May all be auspicious!
The immaculate song of the incomparable Son of Shuddodhana
Repeatedly prophesying and praising his arrival,
Thotreng Tsal, the Lord of sentient beings of the dark, degenerate age
Please grant the blessings of the fruition of our aspirations immediately.
From the vast great expanse of Kunzang Dechen Lingpa
The compassion which continuously embraces the beings of the four continents
Like the Moon in the vast expanse amongst the constellation of wisdom-holders;
The Illuminator, Supreme Guide, I offer this prayer.
The jewel of the Luminous Profound Secret treasure of the enlightened mind,
The holder of the glorious accumulation of the treasury of space
At this time, suddenly, the jewel has dissolved into the source of the basic space of phenomena.
It is difficult for us to overcome this illusion of dissolution,
Even though the vast, encompassing tasks and so forth are difficult,
Recalling the great oath of the past,
And remembering to nurture the heart essence of the lotus,
Please return swiftly, Oh, reincarnation, representative of Guru Pema Jungne!
The followers of the unbiased teachings of the Buddha in general,
And in particular the disciples of the Secret Dzogpachenpo teachings,
To embrace them completely with the practice of the three trainings,
Please return swiftly as the supreme guide of the Wisdom-holders.
In the country of Mon, Rong Nang and the other strands of encircling lands
In the center of it, you built a Copper Colored Mountain Temple.
When it is perfectly completed, your great Nirmanakaya reincarnation,
Please return swiftly upon the Lion Throne!
The infallible truth of the intrinsic nature of interdependent origination
By our altruistic intention which soars fragrantly higher and higher
And the fruit of the powerful yearning aspiration which has been continuously requested,
May it be easily and spontaneously accomplished without any hindrances.

This is The Natural Sound of the Conch with the Clockwise Spiral: A Swift Rebirth Prayer for Kunzang Dechen Lingpa, composed by Re-cha Lha Oed Tulku.

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Deborah Ghiselin Hudgins (1948-2010)

Please excuse me if I record a personal loss. My friend "Sam" passed away. We were young together, and sometimes we thought we would probably get married someday. When we didn't, this did not interfere with our friendship -- true friendship is something that came very naturally to her. When they wrote her obituary, I see they remarked on her gentleness, compassion, and sense of humor. She had all of that. She was a very kind and gracious person for the whole of her life.

She was also capable of great generosity. One of the fondest memories I have is when Sam surprised me by renting F. Scott Fitzgerald's old room for me at the Battery Park Hotel. She bought me a typewriter as a gift, and told me that I should be a writer. So, we spent some time that summer, lounging around in that setting, thinking grand thoughts and dreaming grand dreams.

And now, in summer, she has passed away.







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Monday, August 09, 2010

Dilgo Khyentse Yangsi's Arrival at New York


Dilgo Khyentse Yangsi Rinpoche's arrival at Kennedy Airport, and his reception at the Waldorf-Astoria, this past Tuesday afternoon. Tickets to all events may be found by clicking here.

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Still Believe You Understand Your Mind?


Watch this brief video clip through to the end, and then ask yourself: to what extent has your practice enabled you to understand the nature of your own mind?


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New Details Emerge On Dragon River Landslide Disaster

Residents of the Tibetan region hit by a landslide Saturday night are placing blame for the tragedy on the runaway construction of hydroelectric plants, mining, and resulting deforestation. Latest reports indicate 337 people are dead and over 1,200 are still missing, in Zhouqu (འབུག་་ཆུ་ "Dragon River"), in what observers are calling a "man-made disaster." This linked article, just posted on line by Oiwan Lam, tells the whole story.


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Weekly Tibetan Astrology: August 9 - August 15, 2010


NOTE: This month (August), there are five Sundays, five Mondays, and five Tuesdays. It happens only once every 823 years. I read this on the Internet, so it must be true. 

This week, there is a rather unusual cluster of death indicators. If death upsets you, this is likely to be an upsetting time. If death is seen as nothing extraordinary, you will have a different experience. So, as in the character of all things, the character of this week rests on imputation. 

This week also heralds the seventh lunar month, which as it happens is a Monkey month. A Monkey month in a Tiger year isn't all that auspicious, but we do have a small ray of sunshine. This is an Earth Monkey month in an Iron Tiger year, wherein the "containing note" of the year is wood, which is nourished by earth. 

Nevertheless, this week is a dicey portal. If the bulk of your life, thus far, has been spent digging for treasure, maybe this is the week to earnestly begin burying treasure. Discord, wickedness, and demonic mischief may break out at any time this week, so do try to avoid the library. What do I mean by that? Neither an author nor a reader be.

Personal Note: As of yesterday, I am off on a long-planned sojourn; traveling for the next four months, visiting here and there. Several items will be auto-posted, including weekly astrology, and I will try to drop in from time to time.

August 9, 2010 - Chinese 30th, M-T-K 29th. Ox, Khen, Red 9. Dharmapala Day. A highly feminine day, but the elements (water-fire) augur death. Think of this week as a portal. By the way -- today is 8/9/10, if you like that sort of thing. You won't see it again this century. Today is also sojong. Naga offerings indicated. Watch what you say today. Important meetings indicated, but go yourself -- don't send a delegate. Travel not ideal.

August 10, 2010 - Chinese 1st of 7th lunar month, 6th Kalachakra month, M-T-K 30th. Shakyamuni Buddha Day. Tiger, Kham, White 1. Material increase possible, but again, the elements (fire-water) augur death. Naga offerings possible. Note that under the Kalachakra system, the elements are fire-fire transiting to fire-wind, which isn't all that bad as a standalone proposition. While travel east or west isn't awfully bad, it isn't all that ideal, and you should not "jump the pond," i.e. don't cross large bodies of water.

August 11, 2010 - Chinese 2nd, M-T-K 1st day of 7th lunar month. Rabbit, Gin, Black 2. Vigorous steps favored, but once more, the elements (water-fire) augur death. Excellent naga day. The Kalachakra elements are water-wind, indicating discord. Vajrakilaya helps. Usually, one would hang prayer flags today.

August 12, 2010 - Chinese 3rd, M-T-K 3rd. Dragon, Zin, Blue 3.  Note omitted day in Tibetan practice. Today is zin phung. Very favorable energies, but avoid surgery. Also avoid the mountains. Do not disturb the earth or water elements for any reason. A day to begin projects.

August 13, 2010 - Chinese 5th, M-T-K  4th. Horse, Li, Yellow 5. Note omitted day in Chinese practice. Friday the 13th. So what? Well, today is also baden, so no prayer flags. Beware a sudden decline in health. Travel not all that bad, but it will be fatiguing. A certain poverty of spirit indicated -- nothing much accomplished.

August 14, 2010 -  Chinese 6th, M-T-K 5th. Sheep, Khon, White 6. Today's symbolism is directly associated with the Lord of Death. The elements (earth-wind) augur weakening, but are transiting to earth-earth, which is favorable. Steer clear of legal entanglements, conflicts, or controversies. This is a good Saturday for chores around the house.

August 15, 2010 - Chinese 7th, M-T-K 6th. Monkey, Dwa, Red 7.  Excellent energies. Success indicated. Travel east or north possible, but not ideal.

Naga observations for the sixth  month: Five really good days this month --  lunar 8, 15, 25, 29, 30, and offerings also possible on 4, 17, 18.  Ten bad days -- 1, 3, 6, 7, 9, 11, 13, 16, 19, 22. Naga observations for the seventh  month: Good days are lunar 1, 11, 19, 21, 22, 23, 29. Bad days are 2, 4, 6, 8, 9, 10, 16.

Consult our extended discussion of 2010 astrology by clicking here.

Published every Monday at 00:01 香港時間 but written in advance and auto-posted. See our Introduction to Daily Tibetan Astrology for background information. If you know the symbolic animal of your birth year, you can get information about your positive and negative days by clicking here. If you don't know the symbolic animal of your birth year, you can obtain that information by clicking here. For specific information about the astrology of 2010, inclusive of elements, earth spirits, and so forth, please consult our extended discussion by clicking here.  Click here for Hong Kong Observatory conversion tables. Weekly Tibetan Astrology copyright (c) 2010. All rights reserved.

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Sunday, August 08, 2010

Disturbed Elements in the Buddhist Regions

Astrologically indicated, horrific landslides have hit traditionally Buddhist regions in Himalayan Asia. The first such incident took place in Leh, as depicted in the photograph above (which came out on a sat phone link); killing many, leaving the region in isolation. Vsiting foreigners were moved to forget their travel plans, and pitch in to help. Next to be hit was Drugchu County, Kanlho Tibetan Prefecture in Gansu (north of Sichuan, east of Qinghai): a landslide last night which left 100 dead, and 2,000 missing at last report.

Further details are slow in coming at this hour. Yesterday, before the landslide in Tibet occurred, HH Karmapa issued the following statement:



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Saturday, August 07, 2010

Evermore


Sole unfailing and unchanging Refuge, Lord of the Mandala
Most precious and kind Root Guru, hold me with compassion
When I squander the freedoms and endowments
Ignoring death, providing only for this life.
This fleeting human life like a dream
It it’s happy that is alright, if it’s unhappy, that’s alright.
Without concern for happiness or sorrow
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This mortal existence, like a candle in the wind,
If it’s long that’s alright, if it’s short that’s alright…
Without intensifying the tight grip of the ego,
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
These intellectual judgments, like the lure of a mirage
If they’re suitable that’s alright, if they’re not that’s alright
Discarding like hay, talk that carries the eight worldly concerns
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This entourage like a flock of birds in a tree
If it’s assembled that’s alright, it it’s scattered that’s alright
Without letting others lead me by the nose
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This illusory body like a hundred year old house
If it survives that’s alright, if it collapses that’s alright
Without becoming entangled with obsessions for food, clothes and medicine
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This religious position like a child’s game
If it’s kept up that’s alright, if it’s dropped that’s alright
Without deceiving myself with numerous diversions
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
These gods and demons, like reflections in a mirror
If they are helpful that’s alright, if they are harmful that’s alright
Without perceiving my own hallucinations as the enemy
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This delusive talk, like a trackless echo
If it’s pleasing that’s alright, if it’s unpleasing that’s alright
Taking the Three Jewels and my own mind as witness
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
That which is useless at the time of need like the antlers of a deer
If it’s known that’s alright, if it’s unknown that’s alright
Without simply relying on the various sciences
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
These religious possessions like virulent poisons
If they are acquired that’s alright, if they are not that’s alright
Without devoting my life to sinful, unwholesome means of survival
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This form of greatness like dog shit wrapped in brocade
If its obtained that’s alright, if it’s not that’s alright
Having smelled the rottenness of my own head
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
These relationships like gatherings on a market day
If they are loving that’s alright, if they are spiteful that’s alright
Cutting the ties of passionate attachment from deep within the heart
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This rank like a little bird perched in a tree
If it’s high that is alright, if it’s low that is alright
Without concentrating on that which actually brings sorrow
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This black magic like a sharpened weapon
If it’s successful that is alright, if it’s not that is alright
Without buying the blade that will cut off my life
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
These recitations like a parrot’s six syllables
If they are repeated that’s alright, if they are not that’s alright
Without counting the numbers of the various practices
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
Mere religious discourse like a mountain cascade
If it’s eloquent that’s alright, if it’s not that’s alright
Without thinking of this glibness as Dharma
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
The mind quick to judge like a pig’s snout
If it’s sharp that’s alright, if it’s dull that’s alright
Without uselessly digging up the rubble of anger and attachment
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
The yogi’s experience like a stream in spring
If it expands that is alright, if it recedes that’s alright
Without chasing rainbows like a child
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
These pure visions like rain on a mountain top
If they happen that’s alright if they don’t that is alright
Without giving credence to illusory experiences
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching
The freedoms and endowments like a wish-fulfilling gem
If I do not obtain them there is no way to accomplish Dharma
When I have them in hand without letting them spoil
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
The glorious Guru, light on the path of liberation
If I do not meet him there is no way to realize the true nature
When I know the way to go without jumping into the precipice
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
The holy Dharma like a cure that removes sickness
If I have not heard it there is no way to decide
What to give up and what to take up
Distinguishing the beneficial from the harmful without swallowing the poison
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
The alternation of happiness and suffering
Like the changing of summer and winter
If I do not recognize it there is no way to develop renunciation
Being certain that I will suffer in turn
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This immersion in samsara like a stone in water
If I do not get out of it now I will not be free of it later
Holding on to the lifeline of the compassionate Three Jewels
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
The qualities of liberation like an island of jewels
If I am unaware of them there is no way to develop diligence
Seeing the unending benefits to be gained
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
The life stories of the great saints like the essence of nectar
If I am unacquainted with them there is no way to awaken faith
When I recognize the real gains and losses
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
The aspiration towards enlightenment like a fertile field
If I do not cultivate it there is no way to attain Buddhahood
Without becoming indifferent to the accomplishments of this great goal
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
These thoughts of mine like a monkey’s antics
If I do not tame them there is no way to eliminate my negative emotions
Without falling into all kinds of crazy mimicry
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This attachment to ego like an inherent shadow
If I do not give it up there is no way to reach the peaceful land
When I recognize the enemy without befriending it
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
The five poisons like glowing embers in the ash
If I do not extinguish them I cannot abide in mind’s self nature
Without breeding venomous baby snakes in my bed
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This temperament of mine like the stiff hide of a buffalo-bag
If I do not soften it the Dharma and my mind will never blend
Without indulging the child that is born from myself
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
These ingrained bad habits like the course of a river
If I do not eliminate them I cannot part from the profane
Without delivering weapons into the hands of the enemy
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
These distractions like the ceaseless rippling of water
If I do not reject them there is no way to become steadfast
When I have the freedom of choice without devoting myself to samsara
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
The Guru’s blessing like the warming of water and earth
If I do not receive it there is no way to recognize my own true nature
When I step on the short path without turning in circles
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
The solitary place like a summer valley of medicine plants
If I do not dwell there, there is no way for the good qualities to grow
When I stay in the mountains without wandering off to samsaric cities
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This desire for comfort like a greedy ghost lodged at the hearth
If I do not part from it painful efforts will never cease
Without making, as to a god, offerings to a hungry demon
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This alert mindfulness like the key to a fortress
If it is not relied upon the movements of delusion will never stop
At the time the thief arrives without leaving the latch unfastened
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
The true nature like the unchanging space
If I do not realize it the ground of the view will not be found
Without chaining myself in iron fetters
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This awareness like a stainless crystal
If I do not see it, the concept and effort of meditation cannot dissolve
When I have this inseparable companion without searching for another
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
This natural mind like an old friend
If I do not recognize it all my activities will be deluded
Without fumbling around with my eyes closed
May I constantly practice the Supreme Teaching.
In short, if I do not abandon the concerns of this life
There is no way to apply the teachings for the benefit of the next life
Having resolved to be kind to myself
May whatever I do become the Supreme Teaching.
To doubt the Guru’s instructions that accord with the Dharma
To feel bitterness toward the deity when bad karma emerges
To discontinue the sadhana and so forth when adverse circumstances arise
May such obstacles not occur as accomplishment approaches.
All this doing has no more meaning than walking around a desert
All these efforts make my character rigid
All this thinking just reinforces my delusions
What worldly beings consider to be Dharma is the cause of binding myself.
All this exertion produces no result
All these ideas bring not a single actualization
All the numerous wants will never be fulfilled
Abandoning activities may I be able to meditate on the oral instructions.
If you think you want to do it, take the Victorious One’s words as witness
If you think you will really do it, blend your mind with Dharma
If you think you can practice, follow the example of the past saints
You spoiled ones, is there any other way?
Taking a humble position rich with the treasure of contentment
Free from the binds of the eight-worldly concerns
Firm and strong hearted in practice
Receiving the Guru’s blessing realization becomes equal to space
May we attain the Kingdom of the All Good.

Thus having united the meaning of the diamond words of the past saints, I have written this as my own prayer. ~ Dudjom Rinpoche (Jigdral Yeshe Dorje)
 

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Wednesday, August 04, 2010

Rare Northern Treasures Empowerment in Virginia

This is an extremely rare and important event: Kyabje Taklung Tsetrul Rinpoche, one of the greatest living Nyingma masters, and principal lineage holder of the Northern Treasures, will be in Virginia August 27 through September 12, 2010. during which he will bestow the entire wang and lung of the Kunzang Gongpa Zangthal -- the highest Dzogchen teachings of the Northern Treasures tradition and one of the three most supreme Dzogchen transmissions along with Nyingthig Yabzhi and Ati Zabdön Nyingpo. It was revealed by the great tertön Rigdzin Gödem (1337-1408) who was one of the three foremost tertöns who were emanations of Guru Padmasambhava himself. 
 
To my understanding, this has never been given outside of Asia, and it is likely this will be the only time it is ever given in the United States. This precious opportunity has been arranged by Her Eminence Mindrolling Jetsün Khandro Rinpoche, and is absolutely unprecedented.

The event will be held at Lotus Garden, the North American seat of Mindrolling International, in Stanley, Virginia. The organization has a web page which gives all the details about who, what, where, when, and why.


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Tuesday, August 03, 2010

America Welcomes Dilgo Khyentse Yangsi Rinpoche

 Dilgo Khyentse Yangsi Rinpoche

America Celebrates the Return

Tickets to all events may be found by clicking here.


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Dalai Lama Kalachakra Empowerment in Washington, D.C.

The Capital Area Tibetan Association has just gone live with a website announcing that the Dalai Lama will again bestow the Kalachakra empowerment in the United States. The event is titled "Kalachakra for World Peace," and is set for July 6 through 16, 2011, in Washington, D.C.

This will be huge. Mark your calendars now.


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Monday, August 02, 2010

Celebrating the Return: Dilgo Khyentse Yangsi Rinpoche Lands In USA Tuesday

The most heavily promoted, extensive (and expensive) lama tour in modern history reaches America tomorrow. Dilgo Khyentse Yangsi Rinpoche is arriving in New York, and sponsors are inviting everyone to help create a mob scene at the airport and hotel. Here is the official release:
We warmly invite you to greet Rinpoche at John F Kennedy International Airport upon his historic arrival, August 3rd, 2010, at 2:15 pm, Terminal 1. Or curbside at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, 3:30 pm, 50th St and Park Avenue. The tone conveyed from Rinpoche's tour in the West thus far is one of deep, poignant appreciation of the unmistakable presence of Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche and great rejoicing in the bright and vital expression and activity of Dilgo Khyentse Yangsi Rinpoche.
This is obviously a "be there or be square," A-List event, so if you are in New York, or anywhere near New York, I'd say your best bet would be at the Waldorf.

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Weekly Tibetan Astrology: August 2 - August 8, 2010


NOTE: The classic August doldrums are officially here. There will be health challenges for some of us, but by Sunday, positive energies will favor all. Interesting geological or environmental events are possible proximate to the weekend. What we call "state of mind" is all-important this week. I many times tell people: "What the mind can see, the hand can hold," which is to say that all things are possible.

August 2, 2010 - Chinese 22nd, M-T-K 22nd. Snake, Khen, White 1. This week gets off to a slow start. There is a tendency to spend too much, and for all the wrong reasons. This is a day that fights with itself. Negativity rises. Travel south is O.K.

August 3, 2010 - Chinese 23rd, M-T-K 23rd. Horse, Kham, Black 2. You may worry somewhat, but actions that offer material support will succeed.

August 4, 2010 - Chinese 24th, M-T-K 24th. Sheep, Gin, Blue 3. The stars sometimes favor what the elements do not favor. What is attained will weaken. Travel is rewarded. Good day for Vajrakilaya.

August 5, 2010 - Chinese 25th, M-T-K 25th. Monkey, Zin, Green 4. Dakini Day. The Monkey favors chance. The Green 4 augurs well for medical treatment. The la is in the tongue today. Tsaton is negative for vitality and indicates that life expectancy is diminished. Wind-water developing to wind-wind  indicates the need for strong prayer. One's strength will be tested. As a courtesy to one particular reader: the Metal Horse's body element is earth, and the la is wood.

August 6, 2010 - Chinese 26th, M-T-K  26th. Bird, Zon, Yellow 5. Sometimes you do get what you want and what you need. Maybe a little geological or environmental interest beginning right around now -- could express itself today or tomorrow. This is a powerful day. In Western astrological terms, note the Grand Cardinal Cross from 18:00 GMT.

August 7, 2010 -  Chinese 28th, M-T-K 27th. Pig, Khon, Red 7. Note omitted day in Chinese practice (which would have been a zin phung day, if that makes sense to you). A dangerous situation must be quickly resolved or it will end badly. There is no skating through - strong religious practice on this day is thoroughly necessary. Shake, rattle, and roll.

August 8, 2010 - Chinese 29th, M-T-K 28th. Mouse, Dwa, White 8.  Excellent energies. Vitality can return. Today is a yan kwong day.

Naga observations for the sixth  month: Five really good days this month --  lunar 8, 15, 25, 29, 30, and offerings also possible on 4, 17, 18.  Ten bad days -- 1, 3, 6, 7, 9, 11, 13, 16, 19, 22.

Consult our extended discussion of 2010 astrology by clicking here.

Published every Monday at 00:01 香港時間 but written in advance and auto-posted. See our Introduction to Daily Tibetan Astrology for background information. If you know the symbolic animal of your birth year, you can get information about your positive and negative days by clicking here. If you don't know the symbolic animal of your birth year, you can obtain that information by clicking here. For specific information about the astrology of 2010, inclusive of elements, earth spirits, and so forth, please consult our extended discussion by clicking here.  Click here for Hong Kong Observatory conversion tables. Weekly Tibetan Astrology copyright (c) 2010. All rights reserved.

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Sunday, August 01, 2010

Cuckoo for Commentary

Above, is a member of the cuculidae, or cuckoo family that we in Western America refer to as a "roadrunner." This unusual character follows me around the property like a pet beagle, and as you see, even obligingly poses for photographs. 

A friend of mine was out visiting last week, on his way through Far East Taiwan, before journeying on to Taiwan proper, and then Mother India. A mutual friend of ours was driving us from restaurant to restaurant, when she had to stop for an errand, and we waited in the car. 

While we were waiting, my friend asked me, "Are there cuckoo birds in America? You know... like in Jigme Lingpa?" So, of course I explained that yes, we do have several species, but we do not regard them in quite the same fashion as they are seen in the revealed literature of Dzogchen. As most people understand, when Americans want to say somebody is crazy or disordered in a certain way (神經病), they say he or she is "cuckoo."

And not just Americans. I noticed that some Vietnamese people don't think very highly of the cuckoo. Someone once gave me a really splendid, Black Forest cuckoo clock, so I put it on the wall in my office.  I thought it was amusing. My Vietnamese secretary took it down and threw it in the garbage. "That thing is completely bad luck," she said. 

Now, in China, if you give someone a clock it is a terrible insult -- a threat almost -- and some Vietnamese people share that prejudice. However, this was not the whole of the matter. Making inquiry, I learned that she considered the cuckoo's call a harbinger of horrific bad fortune. Putting it together with a clock was too much for her to bear. 

The Himalayan Cuckoo, Cuculus saturatus

Such was not the case in the land of the lamas. The irreplaceable Jamyang Norbu has given us a lengthy account of Wildlife and Nature Conservancy In Old Tibet -- I believe we have linked to it before -- which is reinforced with satisfying chunks of cuckoo (khuyu) lore. The cuckoo, it seems, was the King of Birds.

Indeed, there was even a "Resting Place of Birds" temple, but I will let Jamyang Norbu tell the story:
[I]n pre ’59 Tibet, on the fifteenth day of the third Tibetan month (early May) a special ritual and celebration took place at this temple to welcome the cuckoo, the king of the birds, and all the other birds migrating north from across the Himalayas. Two officials were dispatched from Lhasa to welcome the king of the birds. In a park (lingka) by the temple, all kinds of grain – barley, wheat, peas and so forth – would be spread out on large felt sheets and mats. Tables would also be set up where butter tea, barley ale (chang), Tibetan cookies (khapsay), dried fruits and nuts would be served and where two special votive butter lamps called the khuyu chome or “cuckoo lamps” were lit.

It is claimed that the cuckoo does not fly directly to the temple, but stops at the Shel Drak or Crystal Rock before the Vulture Plain (Jha-goe Lingka), a few miles south of the temple. There he rests, preens his feathers and otherwise prepares himself for the coming event. The cuckoo king also dispatches a scout or emissary bird (khu-da), to reconnoiter the area ahead and check that preparations for the festival had been made and everything was in order. Then the cuckoo would fly to the temple and after calling three times, alight on the table and partake of the offerings. Flocks of other birds would also alight and begin to feed.
So, there is obviously more to this whole cuckoo business than meets the eye. Not only do we have vast numbers of the family scattered all over the world, and all manner of things to know about them, we also have special lamps, government officials, and all manner of elaborate circumstances.

There is a point here, and I am getting to it....

..... Vairotsana, eh? Cuckoo, eh?

The root transmission text of the Mind Series of Dzogchen is known as the Six Vajra Verses. It was received by Vairotsana from Shri Singha, in the eighth century. 

Shri Singha

Now, Vairotsana wrote this out, with commentary, in a work known variously as The Cuckoo of Awareness (Rig pa'i Khu Byug), or the Cuckoo's Song of Total Presence

Vairotsana

A copy of this work was thoughtfully put away in the tenth century, in Dun Huang. There it laid for several centuries, until it was acquired in by Sir Aurel Stein, who spirited it away to the British Library, where translators have been massaging it ever since.

Here is the Tibetan:
sNa tshogs rang bzhin mi gnyis kyang
Cha shas nyid du spros dang bral.
Ji bzhin pa zhes mi rtog kyang
rNam bar snang mdzad kun tu bzang
Zin bas rtsol ba'i nad spangs te
Lhun gyis gnas pas bzhag pa yin.
Just six lines, as you see. The cuckoo does not need to sing a long song to make his presence known.

Keith Dowman, who has a web page devoted to the Cuckoo's Song, rendered it thus:
The nature of multiplicity is nondual
and things in themselves are pure and simple;
being here and now is thought-free
and it shines out in all forms, always all good;
it is already perfect, so the striving sickness is avoided
and spontaneity is constantly present.
Namkhai Norbu and Adriano Clemente rendered it thus:
The nature of the variety of phenomena is non-dual
Yet each phenomena is beyond the limits of the mind
The authentic condition as it is does not become a concept
Yet it manifests totally in form, always good
All being already perfect, overcome the sickness of effort
And remain naturally in self-perfection: this is contemplation.
Samten Karmay rendered it thus:
All the varieties of phenomenal existence as a whole 
 do not in reality differ one from another.
Individually also they are beyond conceptualization.
Although as "suchness" there is no mental 
 discursiveness (with regard to them)
Kun-tu bzang po shines forth in all forms.
Abandon all the malady of striving, for one has 
 already acquired it all.
One leaves it as it is with spontaneity.
My old friend John Reynolds rendered it thus: 
Even though the nature of the diversity (of all phenomena)
is without any duality,
In the terms of the individuality of the things themselves,
they are free of any conceptual elaborations.
Even though there exists no thought or conception of what
is called the state of being just as it is,
These various appearances which are created are but
manifestations of Samantabhadra.
Since everything is complete in itself, one comes to abandon
the illness of efforts
And thus one continues spontaneously in the calm
state of contemplation.
The wonderful Karen Liljenberg rendered it thus:
The intrinsic nature of Variety is non-dual, but
Particularity is free from complexity.
Suchness is non-conceptual, but
Kuntuzangpo is apparent in forms.
Having abandoned the malaise of striving, since one already has it,
through being spontaneously present, one leaves it as it is.
So beautiful, isn't it? So gracefully spare, and concise. Yet, like a crystal it contains the sun. I particularly enjoy John Reynolds rendering that line about "the illness of efforts." So true... so very true, isn't it?

Vairotsana's commentary to Cuckoo's Song isn't particularly well known. Samten Karmay gave a version in 1988, in his The Great Perfection, and Karen Liljenberg has her translation online, found by following the link given here. I particularly commend the latter to your attention.

So, then....
  • We have seen that there are so many different birds belonging to the cuckoo family. 
  • Although they seem different, they are in fact indivisible. 
  • While this seems complex, it is in fact the essence of simplicity. 
  • If you really want to single out one for examination, this examination does not need to become complicated, because the matter itself is uncomplicated.
  • When you look at or listen to cuckoos, you should not bring ideas with you. 
  • Just knowing them to be cuckoos seems quite enough, but sticking to this is actually impossible. 
  • Whether you look or you don't, the immanent essence of cuckoos is naturally manifest, and this requires no effort whatsoever.
So, don't waste any energy driving yourself cuckoo.



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Saturday, July 31, 2010

The Master and the Thief

One evening, Zen master Shichiri Kojun was reciting sutras when a thief entered his house with a sword, demanding "your money or your life!"

Without any fear, Shichiri said, "Don't disturb me! Help yourself with the money, it's over there in the drawer." He then resumed his recitation. 

The thief was startled by this unexpected reaction, but he proceeded with his business anyway. While he was helping himself to the money, the master stopped and called, "Don't take all of it. Leave me some to pay my taxes tomorrow."

The thief left some money behind and prepared to leave. Just before he left, the master suddenly shouted at him, "You took my money and you didn't even thank me?! That's not polite!"

This time, the thief was really shocked at such fearlessness. He thanked the master and ran away. The thief later told his friends that he had never been so frightened in his life. 

A few days later, the thief was caught and confessed his theft at Shichiri's house. However, when the master was called as a witness, he said, "No, this man did not steal anything from me. I gave him the money. He even thanked me for it."
--- --- ---
So, unbelievable as it may be, seems I have a stalker on the loose. Why I should have one is beyond me, but it seems that I have. He has done all the things that stalkers do, including drive-bys, several "fan" sites, letters sent hither and yon, and some awfully naughty vitriol directed to those who he thinks are close to me.

Now, a stalker doesn't want money.

What a stalker wants is attention.

The police in the city where he lives -- not far from where I am sitting right now -- tell me their experts have determined this stalker fits the "escalating danger profile," and they have asked me to help them make their case... for my own safety, or so they say.

I feel that if I do this, I may give the stalker what he wants -- attention -- and of course I am tempted to give him what he wants. Isn't that the generous thing to do? Give people what they want? Isn't that what Shichiri did in our story, above?

However, a stalker doesn't want just any attention. He wants the attention -- the undivided attention -- of the one he stalks. In this case, if I give the stalker what he wants, I am left with a paradox. Were I to give him my undivided attention, would I not become his stalker?

Interesting thought, isn't it?

By satisfying the stalker, I would myself become the same.

Do you think he would be angry with me?

Of what use is it to become angry with the stalker? Through anger, whatever small merit you might have accidentally accumulated is burned in the flash of an instant -- gone forever. Through anger, you give rise to 21,000 male dons, and populate your world accordingly. Through anger, you give rise to sickness in the upper part of the body. Truly, I have learned through experience, that anger is a complete downfall unto itself.

Stalkers begin by professing their undying love and devotion. When their expectations are not fulfilled, that love and devotion turns to hatred and obsession. Some are capable of doing great violence -- some assassins, for example, begin as zealous partisans. When the police express their concern, they do so on valid grounds, for he does fit the profile: lack of achievement, inability to maintain relationships, deviant lifestyle, financial problems, status frustration -- all the palette of failures that push him to commit one final act of desperation.

But, while I understand the concern, I cannot share it. Not with this stalker, for he only stalks himself and his only destruction is self-destruction. A directionless, sad and lonely, middle-aged man on a bus, iPod in his hand, nodding his empty head to a broken beat --- committing the coward's long, slow suicide.

I think the stalker is angry at himself, and he displaces this anger toward himself by directing it toward me.
"How could I have been such a fool!" he cries. "The great Me, who cannot be deceived!"

He knows that I know the extent to which his credulity demonstrates his emptiness, and his sly notion of self does not wish to be so known.

"I was set upon by a demon!" he cries. "For only a demon could deceive the great Me!"

But, how easy it is to fool this stalker! All I have to do is put up a mirror, and he will bluster, and posture, and call out my name. Truly, it is as if, every time he looks, he sees me in that mirror -- laughing at him -- reminding him of his emptiness.

And once, he even thanked me for it!

To repent the conditions of one's generosity is to create the conditions for one's own poverty.

Slowly, slowly... catchee monkey.

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Friday, July 30, 2010

As Much As You Can Relax

The last time I ever spoke to one of my teachers, he told me, "As much as you can, relax." Going through some papers today, I came upon a letter from him, dating from around the same period, where he wrote the same thing. 

Obviously, this seemed important, once upon a time.

As long as you remain entangled in something that gives you "identity," such as "I am a Buddhist," or "this is Samsara," or "I am a yogi," or "I am relaxing," realization will remain entirely foreign to you. 
 
Imputed status is the problem, not the solution. 
 
It is like digging a very long tunnel, not knowing that it will eventually end at an impenetrable wall. You are quite busy, shoveling great quantities of dirt, and expending all sorts of energy. You have a hopeful expectation that your effort will end in some reward, so every day, you are digging a little more. 

You are encouraging other aspects of your life to buy in,  urging yourself on, running around looking for tunnel coaches, and tunnel cheerleaders. You are soliciting advice about what sort of shovel to use, and reading up on dirt. Maybe you think you are in Stalag XVII or something, and you want to believe you are digging your way to freedom.

Every day you dig your tunnel, and every night it gets all filled back in again. Oh! It is like building Samye! 
"Attachment to the pathless path as a goal
ensures that the place of release remains obscure;
light and darkness, existence and nonexistence,
permanence and transience, cause and effect,
all eight, are congruent with boundless space
and whoever seeks the parameters of emptiness fails,
like a blind bird trying to reach the end of the sky:
what is ineluctable cannot be contrived by man,
and knowledge without purpose is endless."
So, Longchenpa wrote that, and in the auto-commentary, also wrote that practitioners of the gradual approaches are, "obsessed by attachment to the dogma that gives them identity." Specifically, he wrote:
"Personal identity is composed of concepts of arbitrary positive or negative attachment in dualistic perception; spiritual identity is concocted by imputing dogma to a field of absence, particularly the obscenity of clinging attachment to our various philosophical views, modes of meditation, behavior and spiritual goals."
I want to offer the opinion that if you are sitting around in this or that dharma center or racketeer temple, subscribing to corporate organization, acquiring all the books, and beating yourself senseless with projects, there is probably a ragged edge on your spirituality. Maybe, if you fearlessly look at yourself, you will even find that you have drowned your spirituality in religion's bottomless river.
 
I want to offer the suggestion that maybe it is time to climb out of the water, drag yourself up on the riverbank, and let the sun dry you off. Then you can sit under a tree or something, chewing on a blade of grass. You can even go fishing in that self-same river, using a line with no hook. Sooner or later, a fish will throw himself upon the bank, right at your feet. Then you will have a similarly situated friend with whom you can share your orisons.

So, I remember that when I heard and read my teacher's advice, I thought I should learn how to be relaxed. Learning how to relax can be very stressful, you know? So many things to think about. It happened that I exhausted myself relaxing. Then, when there was rather hopelessly nothing left to do, I can say that I  finally understood relaxation was naturally present all along, and all my activity had been for less than nothing.
 
So, this was very relaxing, you understand?

In my heart, I wish the same for you, and that is the only reason I share this little story.


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Thursday, July 29, 2010

Oldest Known Photographs of Tibet?

This photograph of Samye, taken in 1900-1901, comes to us from the Imperial Russian Geographical Society by way of the American Geographical Society. This comes from a collection that some claim as the oldest known photographs of Tibet, now available online from the University of Wisconsin (they claim copyright for the digital images).  

Actually, I think there may be some earlier British images, but above is certainly the oldest known photograph of Samye, one of three in the collection.


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Mangalam Center for Buddhist Languages

This is one of those "Darn! I missed it!" posts. The Mangalam Research Center for Buddhist Languages, at 2018 Allston Way, Berkeley, California, has concluded a summer program consisting of a thorough-going re-examination of the Vimalakirtinirdesa Sutra, as expressed in Sanskrit, Tibetan, and Chinese. The aim was to examine standardized terminology for translating Buddhist texts into Western languages. 

As we reported here back in 2006, in 1999 a Japanese research team, working in the basement of the Potala, accidentally discovered a 9th century manuscript of the Vimalakirtinirdesa Sutra, in Sanskrit. This was later published by Taisho University, in three volumes, and made quite a stir. Prior to this, the work was known in the Chinese and Tibetan, but lost in the original Sanskrit. Although not explicitly stated on the Mangalam website, sounds like this is what they spent the summer examining.

This was a USD $2,250. program, which of course took it right out of the hands of anyone save grad students on grants. UC Berkeley and the Ho Center at Stanford are co-sponsors of Mangalam.  Love the scholars, but hope they get around to realistic, affordable programs for practicing Buddhists one of these fine days.


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Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Pissing On Hitler

I was going to title this post, "Hitler Had A Buddha Nature," which is of course quite true, but this post is not about Hitler. This post is about the singularly media enabled, psycho-technologically supported culture of hatred we have been creating for the past few generations.

It is a political characteristic of human beings -- and most particularly those human beings who seek to have power or control over other human beings --  to create, dehumanize, and demonize figurehead enemies. 

As an example, the Office of Strategic Services once paid a psychoanalyst -- it was Walter Langer -- to do a remote personality assessment of Adolph Hitler, and conclude, for historical consumption,  that  Hitler's sexual preferences included what are euphemistically known as "golden showers." According to Langer, Eva Braun's exclusive role in Hitler's life was to pee on him. Whether she did or not is immaterial. Obviously, the relationship between Hitler and Eva Braun had at least some bourgeois elements: they chose to marry before committing double-suicide. 

These were human beings, but OSS had a brief to diminish them in the minds of the German people.

This is in fact a very process of statecraft: we create national enemies, making them the locus of all our energy and effort, the over-arching excuse for every national excursion and adventure. This has been going on for centuries -- the ancient Romans used it to crank up excuses for hegemony -- it has been going on for the whole of modern history, and it is going on right now, so I don't think anybody finds this a particularly novel or unfamiliar notion. 

Indeed, hatred of a commonly acknowledged enemy is a way we reaffirm our hive mind. Do you hate Hitler? Good! You're decently one of us! You don't hate Hitler? Something wrong with you? You want an ass-kicking, or what? There is a social penalty for not hating, you see?

What makes our historically recent episodes interesting is the role, beginning with the World War of 1939 - 1945, of state-managed mass communication. Our grasp of mass communication, and strategic influence -- I think they might call that "public diplomacy" these days -- has greatly enhanced our ability to crank up and vilify enemies on a scale that would make ancient emperors drool with envy.

What used to be called psychological operations have become so deeply informed by the masses of behavioral data now available that tactical persuasion of target populations is downright easy: a mere technical exercise in selective use of media organs and subliminal triggers. If you want an example, order up the lightly fictionalized motion picture Wag the Dog from Netflix, and give yourself a crash course in how it really, really is.

It is my thesis that America teaches its citizens to hate on command. Further, that we have so confused ourselves, we mistake our hatred for nobility. What a terrible weakness! I wish I did not feel this way. I wish I could feel that America teaches its citizens to love. What a wonderful strength!

Or, what is so much better -- reach a point beyond love, hate, confusion, control, and the figurehead enemy that renders one impervious to the seductions of dualistic thinking. Just toss notions of weakness and strength right out the window.

Cults also use the figurehead enemy as a means of inducing self-sustaining group loyalty. In this corner, we have Fearless Light Leader. In the opposing corner, we have Hated Dark Enemy. Throw the rule book out the window: we're on a Divine Mission. Look how heroically Fearless Leader struggles to overcome Dark Enemy! An inspiration to us all!

So, if today, you have the chance to take candid inventory, how many figurehead enemies will you find? Well, there are the overt, national enemies: Bin Laden jumps to mind. Then, there are the covert, class enemies: Big Oil, this or that political party, and whatever. These are followed by the infidels: all those who don't believe as we believe. Close on the heels of the infidels are people we don't know but just don't like because we're not supposed to like them. Bringing up the rear are personal enemies: people we do know, and hate for a wide variety of general and specific reasons.

You know, in Buddhism, we are taught to line up all our friends and beloved relatives on one side underneath the refuge tree, and then all our enemies under the other side of the refuge tree. We sort of equalize the whole matter in one fell swoop, by taking everyone along with us to refuge in the Triple Gem. 

In some nominally Buddhist cults now operative in America, the teaching is a little different. Adherents are taught to go on Twitter and mercilessly attack cult enemies morning, noon, and night, ridiculing their deceased parents and so forth, making up all sorts of nonsense. If they don't have any enemies, they just craft them up, and proceed to argue with themselves.

Naturally, to enforce all of this hatred takes a great deal of energy and deception. But, why bother to deconstruct what we already understand? To point at the deceiving haters is one thing -- tantamount to being a deceiving hater one's own self -- but to recognize the root of a general process that is taking place in every corner of our lives is quite another.

By dividing the world into "them" and "us," we are setting the stage that allows us to be manipulated. It is no use whatsoever to blame Fearless Leader for any of this, when we, ourselves, are directly responsible. Pissing on Hitler is just a symptom: a sneeze of the cold. 

Pissing on Hitler is not the underlying cause of anything save more pissing and more Hitlers in the bewildered prison of Castle Samsara.

I wish we could begin to eradicate the deeply rooted culture of hatred in this country, and replace it with something a bit more kind. But, I am not naive enough to think that change will come in result of philosophical paradigm, or social movement.

That change will come one at a time, when we finally tire ourselves sufficiently enough to pause, and see the real enemy: the false friend who has lied to us for so long.

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