REAL LIFE IS SIMPLE (POWDER IN THE EYE) Real life is easy like powder in the eye. Not struggling for life as it is. Living a life is as an art, to stay cool. Not just cart and force, which happiness would like more to run away.

REAL LIFE IS SIMPLE
(POWDER IN THE EYE) 

Real life is easy like powder in the eye.

Not struggling for life as it is.

Living a life is as an art, to stay cool.

Not just cart and force, which happiness would like more to run away.

Stop being the success, this is the secret, the art.
Have consciousness in body,
on the middle path, the way to out.
On everyone's treasure path that' s all.

Mind outside body, go out to retribution,

have a hard time, have sinned a lot in the past.

Like walking in the great rain, falling all over the universe.

It's cold, but refuse to go back home, it's weird.

People are like chasing the glittering sun.

as if existed tangible.
As soon as we got closer, it vanished back away.
Like a lure to chase almost always catches.

The mundane happiness in this world is similar.
Salty and oily, just like scratching itchy bump.
It's never full, invite you to taste it.
It's like there is a fire burning,
hot-hearted mourning.

Worldly happiness is pleasing but incomparable
to a happy mind.
A mind that has been exhausted from suffering
and defilement is a mind that has stopped in body.
Compared to the sun and the fireflies that is too little.
Dhamma happiness is inner happiness, that is too much.

Dhamma happiness is the mind happiness 
that is not only the emotion,
but also happiness in all respects.
Not happiness dry win, dry happiness like that.
Being as heavenly happiness that can be inspired.

This is Buddhism, the subject of life.
It is beyond imagination of a mere mortal.
Being unfaithful is so hard to be enthusiastic.
No matter how many time to teach, to tell,
it still the same.

Like a powder in the eye,
close to the eye, but not interested.
Even if there is suffering, 
tears are more than the water of the ocean,
in the past, revolving around
the cycle of birth and death uncountably.
Like a fish still in the water.

Only having a true friend to poke the mind.
The mind would be bright and happy,
to happen wisdom witness suffering.
Out of joy, boredom, fed up with boring worldly desire.

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