You're shut down and frightened, the world seems hostile; when you love what is, everything in the world becomes the beloved. Inside and outside always match -- they're reflections of each other. The world is the mirror image of your mind. 当你脑子停滞放空、被恐惧笼罩着,你就会觉得整个世界都不怀好意;当你爱上这个世界本身,你就会觉得世上的每样东西都值得你爱。心中所想和外物所现总是息息相关,它们互相映衬,外界就是你内心的镜像。 Not believing your own thoughts, you're free from the primal desire: the thought that reality should be different than it is. You realize the wordless, the unthinkable. You understand that any mystery is only what you yourself have created. In fact, there's no mystery. Everything is as clear as day. It's simple, because there really isn't anything. There's only the story appearing now. And not even that. 如果你不相信自己的想法,那么你就可以免受原始欲望的驱使:因为你所想的现实往往不是其真实的样子。你意识到默默无言的和无法置信的,你会明白一切的神秘只是你自己在故弄玄虚。事实上每件事都是一清二楚,很容易就可以明白,因为并没有发生什么事。现在只是发生了一件事,它甚至不算是事。 When you realize that you can only see the world as you believe it to be, you look from a newperspective. The world is an optical illusion. In the end, it's just you, crazed and miserable, or you, delighted and at peace. Everything happens for you, not to you. |