Lean left, central left. Automatically come back to the center. He's far right, I lean left. I do not give in, only automatically i come back to the center.
All of them lean right, i lean left. I will not give in--should i give in, the way goes in opposite direction, trouble intensifies! --The curvature of time space has caused such movement, nothing to regret! Automatically come back to the center. I'm central left. That's why I would act like that. But I'm going far left.
Going far left, I'm getting to the point. I'm watching the pregnant goat. It makes me comfortable. I have been reciting the old master's words this dusk, but now I get tired. If I've become a goat, how much suffering would I be? Why would the goat make me comfortable more than the people?
The wind cools again, I have nothing to talk to them. They are talking happily, I can't engage. I'm enjoying the corridor wind. I heard the rare sound of a nightingale.
I continue to recite the words of the old master. I don't know why. I'd rather sit alone and watch myself. Enjoy the cool wind and think about my girl. I'll continue to go far left while they continue to go far right.
The mountain appears to be dark like a giant man. Generations have lived here. At night, the green plants are also sleeping. The moon looks very blur.
I like standing out alone, the mosquitoes are gone, so standing out is very cool now. Big patches of bamboo forest have become dark too. Some houses are uninhabited. Some people are already sleeping or watching TV, but I enjoy being alone.
My girl doesn't think much, she only watches TV. I watch the village, the sky. Mostly I recite the old master's words in Daoist groups. That's how I am being far left.
I'm singing the country song, watching the blur moon. WOW, the echoes are so beautiful. There are a lot of clouds in the night sky. I imagine once the old master has stood like this.
The bamboos are shaking their heads while the wind blows. The frogs are still singing. I stand still and hear the myriad creatures.
To croak another day…
Wow, magnificent view of the night sky! So cool! With the sentries of trees guard our houses like a paradise!
I continue to teach my daughter. My dad is listening to local opera. I find my daughter does her homework very quickly. Giving others freedom is same as giving myself freedom. The wasp is working its way into the timber. The goat is chewing the cud. My daughter falls asleep in the recliner. The birds are performing symphony again.
I ask my daughter to do homework. My daughter said the chicken is looking down upon me. I continue to lean left. I continue to recite the old master's words.
The bending of space time and straightening of space time continue to take turns. Automation continues to be the drive. My far left approach continues to work. Be prepared of all possibilities, possible or impossible.
Quantum mechanics is possible to stir instant change between distances. Time space is really nothing to it. The equivalence scheme, the total principia, the invisible net, which fluctuates with certain regularities… The beautiful intervention stripes, which bring us stimulus each day. I haven't traveled, but I have experienced the whole world. I have experienced the whole universe of unlimitedness.
Abstruse after abstruse, that's how all wonders take place.
It's not pleasant to play with her. Yes, better not to joke with anyone. Life is experimental, i continue to be a scientist.
Yes, my daughter is always cheerful. We're imitating an old lady. I said I want my daughter to be cheerful, and she really is. She's far right, I'm far left.
To heal the body, I want to drink tea.
Going far left means reducing the desire. Reduce and reduce until I become effortless.
The hurdles that make up the drama. Little stage, big drama. Certain regularities cause intervention stripes. Intervention straps reduce the boredom, help fasten the time. Time is shortened and fastened.
Think about the goat, which is going to be slaughtered. It doesn't worry at all, it doesn't have such intelligence.