What a joke. 

As long as we believe Samsara to be real,
is as long as we will suffer.
Samsara is the temporary goings-on
in the reflections of a muddy mind.

 The more we believe,
the more the mud clings.

 The joke:
there is no mud.
There was never any mud.
We merely live in a world
that believes this mud is real.

 The caution and the test:
once we recognise the mud,
it clears by itself.
If we walk naked into a room
full of muddy people
we need to be careful.
If we react
to this illusory mud,
it sticks to us.

 We can only clarify our own mud,
and empathise with others.

As we long as we are sentient
is as long as we are standing in the mud.

 As long as there is mud
is as long as there is compassion.

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