“I used to keep a strong scaffolding in place. It separated Pure Land from Zen Zen from Dao Dharma quarantined from the way of mountain spirits. With a sudden glance in the middle of a storm, the bottom dropped out the scaffolding fell along with my mind and all of these nectars poured into the same vat.” PoetryZenDaoKamiShinto Book:Temple of Warm Harmony Source: Temple of Warm Harmony