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The <strong>Precious</strong> <strong>Scroll</strong> <strong>of</strong> Incense Mountain, Part 2 133<br />

earth. Pus <strong>and</strong> blood streamed from his eyes, ears, nose, <strong>and</strong> mouth.<br />

Moving or turning around was nearly impossible, <strong>and</strong> the pain was<br />

unbearable. Only then was he no longer able to ascend the throne<br />

hall. ‘‘I’ve no idea what karmic cause from a former life has made<br />

me suffer this discomfort, but when I observe the symptoms, there<br />

is truly cause for worry <strong>and</strong> fear.’’<br />

The emperor then ordered that a placard be posted, calling on<br />

all the famous physicians <strong>of</strong> the whole world, <strong>and</strong> stating that whoever<br />

could cure him <strong>of</strong> this disease would be allowed to choose his<br />

own promotion or reward. When, with her Buddha-eye, the princess<br />

on Incense Mountain saw this, she discarded her illusory shell<br />

<strong>and</strong>, manifesting her true Dharma-body, emerged riding on a cloud<br />

from her heavenly grotto. Contemplating the cries <strong>of</strong> the world, she<br />

has only to hear a word to save those who suffer!<br />

It was by his own actions that he caused this affliction—<br />

But few repay a favor shown, more will betray a favor.<br />

Namo Guanshiyin pusa<br />

The emperor had a placard posted by the side <strong>of</strong> the gate,<br />

And at Incense Mountain the princess learned about it.<br />

She discarded her illusory body <strong>and</strong> then transformed<br />

<strong>Her</strong>self into an old beggar-monk from the world <strong>of</strong> men.<br />

On his head this monk wore an old torn monk’s hat,<br />

And his body was wrapped in a threadbare cassock.<br />

His face was covered by sores—a scary sight!<br />

With bundle <strong>and</strong> staff he emerged from the forest.<br />

In the wink <strong>of</strong> an eye he arrived in the capital city,<br />

Tore <strong>of</strong>f the golden placard, <strong>and</strong> then explained why:<br />

‘‘This old monk can cure the Son <strong>of</strong> Heaven’s disease,<br />

Without any medicine the disease will be eradicated!’’<br />

The soldiers guarding the gate collapsed in laughter:<br />

‘‘What a laugh, you crazy monk! You’re afflicted yourself!<br />

Your face is covered with sores you cannot control,<br />

Why don’t you cure yourself if you have the herbs?<br />

Of the millions <strong>of</strong> well-known physicians <strong>of</strong> the world<br />

We’ve already done away with countless famous names!<br />

By your looks you are not some wonder-working wizard,<br />

And yet you have the incredible gall to enter this gate!

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