Celestial After-images
5am in the very next morning after I came back from the Buddhist camp, I woke myself like the last few days in Taiwan, but not quite sober. The colour of a new season permeated my little white room. It might be the unfamiliar song outside the glowing window curtain that woke me before dawn: birds. Through the dimness the music depicted an unreal vision of thousands of birds singing and dashing around with joy. A whole sky of birds, I thought I saw it. I was not dreaming I was certain, though the sense might be stronger than it should be. Maybe Spring can explain the uncanny scene which I had never seen before. Anyway, I felt nice and thankful, with my eyes closed but mind cleared, and dedicated in my half-dream the songs to all beings. Above: Thursday evening, the evening came a bit earlier than expected at Cattle Depot, suddenly, and shocked me with a beautiful surprise. The world had become lovely again. (Note: My-x8 seemed a little more powerful than ever...)
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