As a bull roars when feeding in the field, so roared the goodly door touched by the key and open flew before her.

For God's sake,' the dog is saying, 'open the universe a little more!

Then all the world and his dog either rang or turned up.

In zazen, leave your front door and your back door open. Let thoughts come and go. Just don't serve them tea.

The door is open. Go.

It's opener, out there, in the wide, open air.

persignación y vómito
más allá
detrás de una empalizada
en una casa en construcción
o en demolición
en fin en una casa para humanos
hay una gran recepción
es la gran recepción
que ofrecen los perros del circo
la gran juerga
algunos han traído huesos
otros escalopas
muchas cosas
los que tienen la cola en forma de trompeta
hacen de orquesta
es el gran circo de los perros
el que abre sus puertas el primer viernes de cada mes
pero sólo los perros lo saben
ante todos los perros sentados
los otros perros presentan su número
el perro de ciego
el perro fusil
el perro guardián
el perro pastor
de repente el gran delirio
los espectadores ladran la gran carcajada
el perro de la rue de Roma acaba de llegar
lleva la mitra sobre la cabeza y hace el payaso
el payaso
imitando todos los ademanes sagrados
el perro clown ladra en latín
ladra a cristo
ladra al viernes santo
dice misa con la cola
y todos los perros se retuercen de risa
Padre perro que estás en los cielos…
pero el guardia nocturno se despierta
y el mundo de los perros desaparece
el guardia nocturno vuelve a dormirse
el guardia nocturno cae en el sueño
sueño de silencio
sueño de ruidos
sueño…

"...out from the door of the farmhouse came a long file of pigs, all walking on their hind legs...out came Napoleon himself, majestically upright, casting haughty glances from side to side, and with his dogs gambolling round him.

He carried a whip in his trotter.

There was a deadly silence. Amazed, terrified, huddling together, the animals watched the long line of pigs march slowly round the yard. It was as though the world had turned upside-down. Then there came a moment when the first shock had worn off and when, in spite of everything-in spite of their terror of the dogs, and of the habit, developed through long years, of never complaining, never criticising, no matter what happened-they might have uttered some word of protest. But just at that moment, as though at a signal, all the sheep burst out into a tremendous bleating of-

"Four legs good, two legs better! Four legs good, two legs better! Four legs good, two legs better!"

It went on for five minutes without stopping. And by the time the sheep had quieted down, the chance to utter any protest had passed, for the pigs had marched back into the farmhouse."

A dog has the soul of a philosopher.

Dr. Falternfels was writing and smiling; his sandwich was half unwrapped; his dog was dead.

Zazen is not learning to do concentration. It is the dharma gate of great ease and joy. It is undivided practice-realization.

Non c'è uomo più riconoscente di quello a cui si è dato proprio il libro che la sua anima desiderava inconsciamente.

nessuno come un cane sa apprezzare la straordinarietà della tua conversazione.

Y como animal acorralado
Galopa en la noche
Y todos galopan tras él
Los guardias los turistas los rentistas los artistas
¡Bandido! ¡Gamberro! ¡Ladrón! ¡Bribón!
Es la jauría de la gente decente
A la caza del niño
Para cazar al niño no se necesita permiso
Toda la gente decente participa
Quién nada en la noche
Qué son esos destellos esos ruidos
Es un niño que huye
Disparan sobre él con el fusil