I have kept my wondering eyes alive, just like a small child…
One thing I know: existence has no goal, and as part of existence I cannot have any goal. The moment you have a goal, you cut yourself away from existence.
Then a small dewdrop is trying to fight against the ocean. Unnecessary is the trouble, meaningless is the struggle.
I never think of the yesterdays.
And I never think of the tomorrows.
That leaves me just a small moment, the present moment — unburdened, uncluttered, clean, free.
All that has happened in my life… if you try to recapitulate it, you will find certainly a tremendously systematic program — as if I had planned everything from the very beginning in minute detail. But this is an absolutely wrong idea.
As far as I am concerned, I have never planned anything; I have simply lived, wondering what is going to happen next. I have kept my wondering eyes alive, just like a small child.