You don't know anything, but I know even less.
You are hurrying to the sweet place, To the nonsense chasing your spirit And in the nonsense you look for answers.
If you are good, they say you are weak.
When the long bygone Lee Po wanted to say something, he could do it with only a few words.
The world is God’s salvation.
All dust is the same dust. Temporarily separated To go peacefully And enjoy the eternal nap.