NAMO GURAVE
Götsangpa Gönpo Dorje, the chief son of the great yogin Tsangpa Gyare, attained the state of Vajradhara of the undisputed Kagyü in one life by the short path. Amidst the rocks with vultures’ nests, he utterly abandoned his insubstantial ordinary thoughts and meditated. His fixation on phenomena spontaneously fell apart and dawned as unreal experience. He then composed this song of vajra experience known as “Transparent Phenomena.”
I supplicate the dharmakāya, the sixth buddha, great Vajradhara.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate Tilo Prajñābhadra.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the learned Mahāpaṇḍita Nāro.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the translator Marpa Lotsāwa.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate Lord Shepa Dorje.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the dharmarāja, the Physician of Takpo.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the sugata, Phagmo Trupa.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the accomplished Lingchenrepa.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the refuge of beings, Tsangpa Gyare.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate Buddha Mikyö Dorje.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the victorious Könchok Yenlak.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the jetsün Wangchuk Dorje.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the majestic Chökyi Wangchuk.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the supremely victorious Chöying Dorje.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the victorious Yeshe Nyingpo.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the incomparable Yeshe Dorje.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the great and glorious Chökyi Töntrup.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the victorious Changchup Dorje.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the yidam Vajravārāhī.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the dharmapālas, mahākāla, mahākāla, and their brothers and sisters.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the holy dharma of mahāmudrā.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
I supplicate the assembly of vajra brothers and sisters.
These phenomena are all deception.
This world of relative truth is the gadgetry of illusion.
The rock at my back is transparent.
Thus, he sang.