"The house is a man's life."
"Why this?" answered YISUN, as was the fashion.
"Because although it is very beautiful and filled with many fine things, it is only water, after all. It would be poor to rely on its existence - it is only water pretending to be a house. In truth, there is no real house here at all, just as there is no Hansa, or no plums."
"This is a good answer," said YISUN, and made a small motion with her long white fingers, and smiled.
"It is an infuriating answer," said Hansa, his mood darkening, and his borrowed brow furrowing, "As is common with you. How can one grant themselves the pleasure to enjoy such a fine thing? It sparkles and shines like a gorgeous jewel, but its sparkle is an intimate falsehood."
"Death is my gift to you," spoke YISUN in reply.
"What's the point," spoke Hansa, bitterly, "Of such a fine house, if it is only a lie? What is the point of Hansa, if Hansa is only a lie?"
"I am a fine liar," spoke YISUN in reply.
Hansa was silent a moment.
"It is a beautiful house," he admitted, after some time, "It is a beautiful lie."
"Our self-realization is {the most beautiful lie} there is. I am the most conceited and prime liar. Lies are the enemy of stagnation and my self-salvation. How could we appreciate the shining beauty of my house of lies," spoke YISUN, arching her supple back, "if there was always such a house? How could we appreciate Hansa if there was always such a Hansa?"
They sat in stillness a while longer.
"In truth, we would get very bored," said Hansa, after a while.
"In truth, we would," said YISUN.
https://killsixbilliondemons.fandom.com/wiki/Psalms
The world is unimportant and whoever recognizes this conquers his liberty. --Albert Camus
from my knockoff of Ventisca's modern day Cultist Simulator-ish setting. formerly of the Moth, has never had [faith] in any god.
To let understanding stop at what cannot be understood is a high attainment. {Those who cannot} do it will be destroyed on the lathe of heaven. (知止乎其所不能知,至矣。若有不即是者,天鈞敗之。) -- mistranslation of Zhuangzi; 天鈞 is more like "natural order", not "lathe of heaven" |