Once I have learned that the world is too big, I am able to see its details and realize how small the world can be.
It is like having a butterfly landing in my palm and I look down its dancing from beginning to the end at my palm.
I am in control of the mysterious creature that could never be grasped with my hands and hold in my palm when I was a child.
My life is butterfly.
I am owed by its interesting movement which is a recurrence of emergence and retreat of phenomena such as people, life events, my emotions, etc.
I can appreciate those phenomena that I never liked before because they manifested too quickly, too vaguely and very strangely and they were too hard to comprehend the reason why those happening to me.
I have no choice but to be transparent because...
...how can I not to be transparent when a butterfly takes my breath away?
The life of a human being is fleeting.
The exhaled breath never waits for the inhaled one.
Even dew before the wind is hardly a sufficient metaphor.
It is the way of the world that whether one is wise or foolish, old or young,
one never knows what will happen to one from one moment to the next.
Therefore I should first of all learn about death, and then about other things
- Nichiren Daishonin -
