And so you have reached the tenth bull stage of Zen with the tenth song on the album. You have travelled to the airport and rode the bull in song six. You ascended in song seven and died in song eight. You returned from death in song nine and were transfigured. In song ten you took up the task to teach to your fellow man about the beauty of life and the world. Catch Bull at Four will probably be one of the few albums listened to in five hundred years time. After all, it is based on the art work and poetry of the 13th century Zen monk Kakuan. A great Canadian writer once told me that a great artist is a GREAT THIEF!!!!!!
in the world
ten bulls
Barefooted and naked of breast, I mingle with the people of the world. My clothes are ragged and dust-laden, and I am ever blissful. I use no magic to extend my life; Now, before me, the dead trees become alive.
Comment: Inside my gate, a thousand sages do not know me. The beauty of my garden is invisible. Why should one search for the footprints of the patriarchs? I go to the market place with my wine bottle and return home with my staff. I visit the wineshop and the market, and everyone I look upon becomes enlightened.
And so you have reached the tenth bull stage of Zen with the tenth song on the album. You have travelled to the airport and rode the bull in song six. You ascended in song seven and died in song eight. You returned from death in song nine and were transfigured. In song ten you took up the task to teach to your fellow man about the beauty of life and the world. Catch Bull at Four will probably be one of the few albums listened to in five hundred years time. After all, it is based on the art work and poetry of the 13th century Zen monk Kakuan. A great Canadian writer once told me that a great artist is a GREAT THIEF!!!!!!
Barefooted and naked of breast, I mingle with the people of the world. My clothes are ragged and dust-laden, and I am ever blissful. I use no magic to extend my life; Now, before me, the dead trees become alive.
Comment: Inside my gate, a thousand sages do not know me. The beauty of my garden is invisible. Why should one search for the footprints of the patriarchs? I go to the market place with my wine bottle and return home with my staff. I visit the wineshop and the market, and everyone I look upon becomes enlightened.