How alive is thought, invisible, yet without thought there is no sight.
If emptiness is empty, how can something be borne or awaken from it?
If an ancient man saw planes two thousand years ago He would've thought they were birds Or angels from another world Or messengers from other planets.
A word only writes its night and rides its dream.
In the essence of truth lies deceit.
We built tall buildings, but we have not become any taller.