I am a bloody dust that will one day be wiped out by the grinding of day and night. I once feared and looked forward to this gray dream. However, at this moment, during these seven wandering days and nights, I experienced this long dream. This eternity is so colorful and wonderful, so I want all dust with blood and soul like me to know me and know myself at the same time.
October 11, 2013 - October 17, 2013 I was in a daze for seven days and nights. In these seven days, I experienced death and life. It turns out that the relationship between life and death is not as brutal as I imagined before. Life or death is as light and beautiful as the wings of a cicada. It seems to be an instant and it seems to be eternal. Love and hate are as light as a light cloud and as heavy as a meteorite. This process is so wonderful that it is difficult to describe it in words. I fly in the air like an eagle, with thousands of mountains and rivers, all the beautiful bells and spirits in my sight, no glitz and ruin, the world is filled with green.
I saw the sky and it split apart. It was like the first time I crawled into my mother and spread her arms for me. It was like a fish leaping into the sea. Strange yet familiar. Walking through the endless sky. Wind and thunder burst in my ears. There are many strange things. My soul was penetrated by the sun and the moon. My life was washed away by the stars. In this infinite and great world, I understood the meaning of life and found myself and my mission. That is to live happily and bravely.
If you are like me and have been afraid and looking forward to growing old and ascending, don't be afraid that God will hold you. Life and death are both wonderful. Death is a part of life. Death is for rebirth. The link between death and life is love.