Now we're turning back to yesterday's text. And maybe in the another hacohen book, maybe it was. Maybe it was the day before as well. This is the essential teachings of Zen Master hacohen, also translated by Norman Waddell. Here too, it's just such a immense amount of material and how koans teachings I'm just without apology, I'm just plucking out passages from these, these two books, and there's another one Hakuin invade against those who after, after some insight into their true nature, or none at all, who knows, then became puffed up with pride as he remember, as he had them, after his first kensho, puffed up, and thinking that you've reached some kind of crowning experience and then you're done. He does a lot of that in his writings, he must have done it. Well, he did it first of all, because he remembered having made that mistake himself. Having having thought that he was he was done, he had arrived. But also he must guess he must have seen it in other other monks, senior monks during his his time. So here's, here's an example where he gets his his fires stoked up. Unfortunately, however, we have another species of teacher in our Zen school. By the way, this is a chapter of the book called The true and and transmittable dharma. The kind who puffs up self importantly, when he's able to round up seven or eight monks. He stalks like a tiger with a mean glint in his eye. parades around like an elephant with his nose stuck proudly in the air. You know, I think of, of our own time. We, as far as far as I know, in North America, we haven't really had to deal with these misfit monks who go around just wreaking havoc out of their immaturity, we read about them a couple of days ago, but there are teachers or even people who are not yet teachers, who they sort of pose as enlightened ones. They learn a certain kind of bunch of theatrical that they think define, you know, distinguishes them as teachers shouting, or slamming their fists, their their palm on the floor, striking with a stick. I know without a doubt that some of these people's haven't had haven't. If they've seen into their true nature at all, it's very much of a grazing insight. And yet they carry on as though they're no rinzai or talks on. reborn. Again, back to hacohen parades around like an elephant with his nose stuck proudly in the air. He delivers smug judgments and then here's here's Hakuin. Speaking in the voice of these proud teachers, Master so and so is an excellent monk. his poems are reminiscent of Li Yulin writes pote lights prose like one Chong long in the ample fair you get an his temple cannot matched as food cannot be matched anywhere else in the country. There was a morning meal, a midday meal, tea and cakes three times a day. Before the afternoon tea break is even over the board sounds announcing the evening meal. That sounds all right to me. The master teaches the Dharma of direct pointing itself and ushers students into enlightenment with no more effort that it takes to pick up a clod of dirt at the roadside. Mr. Kobayashi, his third son went to him and was immediately enlightened. He's just tack on here is just is pulling out some common Japanese names. Mr. Suzuki's fourth son went in grasp of Dharma right off samurais and farmers, artisans and merchants, even butchers