人生到處知何似?應似飛鴻踏雪泥。
泥上偶然留指爪,鴻飛哪復計東西!
老僧已死成新塔,壞壁無由見舊題。
往日崎嶇還記否?路長人困蹇驢嘶。

你我皆是宇宙的遊子,
來時空空, 去時又何曾帶走一物
留下足跡......,
誰知它不是您去而復回之間, 喚醒您記憶的麟爪.........
你我皆是旅人,..現在,..過去,..未來...。

Everyone is struggling for life, but lives for what?


Everyone is struggling for life, but lives for what?

People lives in his own imagination that  the images he built with emotions of things he likes and dislikes. This emotions make him struggle for the whole living life and  live conflict with what he lives,  he is slaved in the images he built.

At the instant moment, everything you sense that appears in the mind, if you are awaken.....,  it just have nothing to do with you, you could just let it be there, let it come and go naturally. 

Once you try to attach it, interpret it and response it with your knowledge, experiences and memory, in the mean while  you are trapped and lost in you own imagination.

~2020.7.10~

沒有留言: