Rinzai school
The Rinzai school (臨済宗; Japanese: Rinzai-shū, Chinese: 临济宗 línjì zōng) is one of three sects of Zen in Japanese Buddhism (with Sōtō and Ōbaku).
History
Rinzai is the Japanese line of the Chinese Linji school, which was founded during the Tang Dynasty by Linji Yixuan (Japanese: Rinzai Gigen).
Kamakura (1185–1333)
Though there were several attempts to establish Rinzai lines in Japan, it first took root in a lasting way through the efforts of the monk Myōan Eisai. In 1168, Myōan Eisai traveled to China, whereafter he studied Tendai for twenty years. In 1187, he went to China again, and returned to establish a Linji lineage, which is known in Japan as Rinzai. Decades later, Nanpo Shōmyō (南浦紹明) (1235–1308) also studied Linji teachings in China before founding the Japanese Ōtōkan lineage, the most influential and only surviving branch of Rinzai.
The time during which Rinzai Zen was established in Japan also saw the rise of the samurai to power. Along with early imperial support, Rinzai came to enjoy the patronage of this newly ascendant warrior class.
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Rainy Season
by: Aztec CameraWords and music by Roddy Frame
When the rainy season comes
I hang my head
For all the things I've seen
And done and said
And then I wonder why
I hold my head up high
And feel the rain
The storm came creeping
Like a song I ought to know
And caught me sleeping deep in thoughts
I thought should grow
And then I opened up
Prepared to fill my cup
And sing it slow
But in the darkness I could see the demons leap
They were the devils I had come upon in sleep
And as I made to sing
The devils spread their wings
And sang like angels
So sweet
So when the rainy season comes
I hang my head
For all the things I have seen and done
And sung and said
And when my tears are dry
I hold my head up high and feel the rain
Well, baby I never said
I was gonna be Jesus
Though you're searching
For a saviour in your mind
Never said I'd be dealing down any forgiveness
So let me save your precious time
And when your tears are dry
Forever wave goodbye to chasing rainbows
When the rainy season comes
I hang my head
For all the things I have seen and done
And sung and said
And when my tears are dry
I hold my head up high