A Mortal Life, Born of One Thought · Above and Below, All Connected · 91 / 102
Yi Hu Zhu · Too Much
Settled into an ordinary fate, I wake to find the sea of desire hanging, a hollow void. Impermanent, beginningless, the nature of unknowing. Brahma-mantras in golden light scatter a dream of mermaid pearls.
Old thoughts, drifting affinities, an inch of heart is all that is left; as chance directs, the asura hosts pass into extinction. Karmic fire spreads to the borderless edge and melts the dusty realm. I petition for the god's might, to capture the other side of yin and yang.
Glosses—
Old thoughts [sunian]: notions long held.
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