From non-being into being: the cloud peaks gather;
From being back to non-being: the lightning flash goes out.
To gather or to disperse is all illusory:
Only the meddlers keep up their useless jabbering.
translated by Irving Y. Lo
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“From non-being into being: the cloud peaks gather;
From being back to non-being: the lightning flash goes out.”
Now if that’s illusory, how come the poem feels so beautiful to my senses, as beautiful as the imagery itsel? Haha. Over time, I have formulated only one definition of illusion. It is not a matter of the real or the unreal, what takes one away from Truth is illusion. The rest is Truth itself. This is Reality itself. That’s all. It’s a mathematics I have covered in a simple aphorism here:http://geetaanjalee.wordpress.com/2012/02/19/disillusionment/
You are one very interesting person.
Thank you for sharing your formula.