Even Confusius had it.. he was despite the followers trying to destroy things as usual with idolworship, having that light in his heart, where he could not help witnessing about the truth after all.. One beautiful sunny day, he was standing with his pupils by the stream.. ‘The return of the master..’ he said suddenly, a little knowingly, raising an eye brow for them to understand he was saying something inspired, that means ; important.. ‘a stream of beautiful.. childhood memories.. there was something there, a light in the heart, tears.. and the poem had to be hugged..’ saying this his pupils bowed to him by bowing towards the stream, of clear fresh tasty water running under them, there they stood at the tilted tree bridge.. ‘there will be time when the time of the Sign-Wars begins..’ suddenly master Confusius said.. ‘Sign Wars..! What could that be!!’ ‘the time when things will be proven as not dependent upon money and popularity and good genes, but mastership.. like someone sitting in a cave, getting world famous and finally ruling the whole world through just the power of his hands.. no weapons that have to be practiced in castles like now, but just pure power of mind, everything depends upon the mind, God’s mind, no mind..’
That last sentence was ringing out with a flash of cold fusion enlightenment, like the thing was revealed by it being nothing to have titles, good genes, money and popularity.. like reality suddenly sprang forth in the sunny day, and you suddenly were THERE, in a precence not felt before, and if it had been before, it could never be remember BACK, as a historical fact. But always to be something to strive for in the eternal future.. ‘it just goes on and on like this.. forever’ Confusius suddenly said, pointing at the stream of fresh clear water running under them.. The pupils marveled at the lesson and bowed to the master back and forth under the sun began sinking , the moment was great, it could not be broken except by Time itself-.- God is the Time.. And to be patient and truthful was the greatest gift, that was intelligence, that was to finally have it easy with women, but you had to stand the test, not become a silver wolf dependent upon other peoples opinions.. To do the impossible.. ‘All the better, you say it is impossible!!, cause Zen is doing the impossible..’