Karma

I saw the eyes of the Patriarch's golden body moving. They all advised me to take medicine. He said it was just an illusion, that something went wrong in his practice, that it was an inner demon. But I know I'm not crazy. What's crazy is this world that pretends that heaven is still working. In the Age of Ending Dharma, heaven is dead and spiritual mountains have collapsed. But the "shell" of the gods and Buddhas is still running mechanically, driven by the indescribable things entrenched within it, feeding on the beliefs of all living beings. Aura is the poisonous saliva they secrete, practice is the trap they set, and ascension is the ritual of offering oneself to become the next empty shell.