Writing ideas: Use prose to distract and gather, and write about soul and people.
People often say: "Live in the moment", so what is "the moment"? Is the world we live in real? Waking up from a dream is another dream, and no one can tell whether it is true or not. Whether it is true or not. Are they real among the people who come and go every day? Who am I? Cover your ears, and the world seems to be created by me again.
the five connotations in the Heart Sutra are just like what people say. Indeed, a person has desires and ideas, and gradually feels that there are too many things to get, but he doesn't know that all these ideas are created by himself. "Color is empty, and empty is color." If you leave this color blank and forget it, you will feel that everything is beautiful and there is no paradise.
I once felt that closing my eyes was a dream, and waking up was also a dream. Everything around me was silent, and I was the only one left alone. However, when I feel dissatisfied and angry about everything, it is noisy and upset around me. That feeling is burning with pain and I feel like I am in hell. But looking back, all this is just illusory.
"The human soul comes from a perfect home, where there is no filth or ugliness, only purity and beauty. The soul came to this world and wandered for a long time, living in an exorcism and forgetting everything in his hometown. Whenever it sees, hears or feels all the beautiful things in this world, it will be moved involuntarily. It knows that those beautiful things come from its home, and the purity and beauty of deja vu awaken the memories of the past. "
This is a passage from a film documentary. This is the way people are. From birth to death and then back to birth, one cycle after another will make you feel familiar with a place, as if you have seen it somewhere, maybe you have set foot here in a certain life. Whenever you come again, you will feel that there is only you in this world, because this is your memory, and this world is not created by others, but by you. Or you are that flower, that grass. No one knows, only you know, you have long been integrated with this place and your soul.
Why care about the geometry of life? This soul is the creator of life. Maybe your soul has forgotten all this for a moment, but it is too painful to forget. It doesn't take effort to really forget. You've been here for a long time, and it's not that simple to forget.
Life is a journey, and it takes us several cycles to get this journey. The soul starts from this shore, and when it dies, it goes to the other shore and returns to the world it created.