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     Once in the Jurassic, about 150 million years ago,
     the Great Sun Buddha in this corner of the Infinite
     Void gave a great Discourse to all the assembled elements
     and energies: to the standing beings, the walking beings,
     the flying beings, and the sitting beings -- even grasses,
     to the number of thirteen billion, each one born from a
     seed, were assembled there: a Discourse concerning
     Enlightenment on the planet Earth.

     "In some future time, there will be a continent called
     America. It will have great centers of power called
     such as Pyramid Lake, Walden Pond, Mt. Rainier, Big Sur,
     Everglades, and so forth; and powerful nerves and channels
     such as Columbia River, Mississippi River, and Grand Canyon.
     The human race in that era will get into troubles all over its
     head, and practically wreck everything in spite of
     its own strong intelligent Buddha-nature.

     "The twisting strata of the great mountains and the pulsings
     of great volcanoes are my love burning deep in the earth.
     My obstinate compassion is schist and basalt and
     granite, to be mountains, to bring down the rain. In that
     future American Era I shall enter a new form: to cure
     the world of loveless knowledge that seeks with blind hunger;
     and mindless rage eating food that will not fill it."

     And he showed himself in his true form of

                             SMOKEY THE BEAR.

             A handsome smokey-colored brown bear standing on his
     hind legs, showing that he is aroused and watchful.

             Bearing in his right paw the Shovel that digs to the
     truth beneath appearances; cuts the roots of useless attach-
     ments, and flings damp sand on the fires of greed and war;

             His left paw in the Mudra of Comradely Display -- indicating,
     that all creatures have the full right to live to their limits
     and that deer, rabbits, chipmunks, snakes, dandelions,
     and lizards all grow in the realm of the Dharma;

             Wearing the blue work overalls symbolic of slaves and
     laborers, the countless men oppressed by a civilization
     that claims to save but only destroys;

             Wearing the broad-brimmed hat of the West, symbolic of
     the forces that guard the Wilderness, which is the natural
     State of the Dharma and the True Path of man on earth;
     all true paths lead through mountains --

             With a halo of smoke and flame behind, the forest fires
     of the kali-yuga, fires caused by the stupidity of those
     who think things can be gained and lost whereas in truth all
     is contained vasdt and free in the Blue Sky and Green Earth
     of One Mind;

             Round-bellied to show his kind nature and that the great
     earth has food enough for everyone who loves her and trusts her;

             Trampling underfoot wasteful freeways and needless
     suburbs; smashing the worms of capitalism and totalitarianism;

             Indicating the Task: his followers, becoming free of cars,
     houses, canned food, universities, and shoes, master the
     Three Mysteries of their own Body, Speech, and Mind; and
     fearlessly chop down the rotten trees and prune out of
     sick limbs of this country America and then burn the leftover trash.

             Wrathful but Calm, Austere but Comic, Smokey the Bear will
     Illuminate those who would help him; but for those who would
     hinder or slander him,

                             HE WILL PUT THEM OUT.

             Thus his great Mantra:
                     Namah samanta vajranam chanda maharoshana
                     Sphataya hum traka ham mam


             And he will protect those who love woods and river, Gods and
     animals, hoboes and madmen, prisoners and sick people, musicians,
     playful women, and hopeful children;

             And if anyone is threatened by advertising, air pollution,
     or the police, they should chant SMOKEY THE BEAR'S WAR SPELL:
                             DROWN THEIR BUTTS
                             CRUSH THEIR BUTTS
                             DROWN THEIR BUTTS
                             CRUSH THEIR BUTTS
     And SMOKEY THE BEAR will surely appear to put the enemy
     out with his vajra-shovel.
     Now those who recite this Sutra and then try to put it in
     practice will accumulate merit as countless as the sands
     of Arizona and Nevada,
     Will help save the planet Earth from total oil slick,
     Will enter the age of harmony of man and nature,
     Will win the tender love and caresses of men, women, and beasts
     Will always have ripe blackberries to eat and a sunny spot
     under a pine tree to sit at,


                             thus have we heard.