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HENG SURE: May 18, 1977. The laypeople are too generous, supportive, and kind. The Dharma protectors, gods, dragons, and eight-fold division have worked on the baddies and we have seen the responses. The Gold Mountain community is solidly with us; we can feel their presence. Heng Ch’au makes it possible to forget all kinds of problems, the work of survival is split in half. But ultimately it is our very own trip--there is no one to rely on, no help to look forward to here or on any other plane. Buddhas merely show the way. You must walk the path yourself.
Comments from Wilshire Blvd.:
From car passing north, “Bravo! Honk! Honk!”
From car passing south, “Get off the streets, freaks. Honk! Honk!”
From passerby through clenched teeth: “What are you doing? Why are you moving so slow? (anger and rage) If you didn’t go to college you wouldn’t be going so slow!”
“What’s Buddhism all about? What are you guys doing?” This from a car window. “Give me your basic philosophy before the light changes.”