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Buddhist Temple Buddhist Rule

Buddhist rule  
Buddhist temple  
 
In the Buddhist temple🛕
if you run out with impatient
impairment, the door you enter in
becomes the door you just exited again.
 
A mad man walks in,  
He walks in carrying a hot head.
The man; he's purple.
He picks up a cup of leaves 🍃  
and pours in what's boiling over.  
 
He then says,  
I don’t understand  
the cup the cup
complicates everything.  
 
The Buddhist said
then empty the cup.  
 
So the man takes  
the cup 🍵 and pours
his brew onto the floor.  
It's purple.
 
So then he starts crying
about clarifications  
over the purple  
leaves running after  
what he thought he'd just lost.  
 
The Buddhist remain laughing,  
waiting for his mind to catch up  
so they can offer him a cup for it.  
Written by Pishashee
Published
Author's Note
In giving the purple philosopher a hard time, and passing the evening.

Media pic is from Tao Te Ching, Chapter 16.

It means get out of the loop and get back to the source.
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