Above the String of Tai Chi

Chapter 10 - Above the sky over Xitu [West Land/Pure Land]

I woke up and found that I am travelling in space again. After analyzing the situation, I knew that this time my soul traveled.

Because I am flying in the sky like I have wings...

You don't need to grasp the direction. As long as you focus your mind, you can fly wherever you want. It seems so good...

But my heart is full of bitterness. If everything life is controlled by others, even if you are crowned king, it is nothing more than a puppet's life, a fool's happiness. Most of the things are like cakes painted on the wall, just for you too look at!

I looked down. 'Hey! Why is it everywhere, foreign style?'

To be exact, it is Thai style. There are Buddha statues, pagodas, pointed roofs, elegant bright yellow, and monks in gray monk uniforms on the street. People come and go... so lively...

'Xitu [West Land/Pure Land]! This is Xitu! The area is so big!'

I knew in my heart that the place where my younger brother lives is far away from here, in another district...

Xitu is bigger in size than Thailand. I heard that only one or two out of every ten thousand people in the mortal world can cultivate to enter here, rare to get here.

Speaking of wanting to cultivate to Xitu, the world's perception has misunderstanding...

1: If you want to enter Xitu, you must first kneel before the Buddha and make a vow.

Make an oath: 'May I, in this life, be reborn in Xitu, and prove samyaksaṃbodhi.'

(This is like an application form for those who want to join the Communist Party of China and want to become a member.)

2: Do good deeds and cultivate.

Reciting a hundred times of Amitabha Buddha is not as effective as helping an old man to cross the road. Empty reciting scriptures and proclaiming Buddha's name will not allow you to enter Xitu.

3: There are not as many monks who have cultivated into Xitu as ordinary people. Therefore, in front of the gate of hell, there are many monks...

(Because there are too many precepts for monks, it is easy to violate the precepts.)

Just as my thoughts are roaming, I saw my younger brother Ziping, who has entered Xitu, seven years ago!

Tears couldn't stop rolling down my face. It is said that humans going to Xitu is like fowls and dogs turning into immortals...

But I only hope in life is that my family members will never leave or abandon us. I don't care whether they are poor or rich. I just want to able to see them whenever I want. This is my life's greatest happiness and wish...

I know, this is small love. It traps my family with little love; I could care less about Buddhism grand plan...

But the Buddhas and Yuxin [Center of the Universe] think differently from me. They want to bring back all the photons (humans) that collapsed out of the cosmic orbit...

Let all brothers gather together again. Never leave, never be abandoned, live and die together, to ensure the perfection of Yuxin.

That's why Buddhism has done its best and has worked hard for hundreds of millions of eons to devote itself to the feat of bringing everyone back home. With heroic fanaticism and painstaking efforts, they will not stop until the Great Wall is reached...  

But I have always been indifferent to this. I think that as long as I am alive, if I don't experience separation, I am happy.

As for after death, it doesn't matter whether the soul is scattered or the ashes melt into space.

Maybe it's me, with my mediocre idea, that made someone want to educate me not only to hear about it, but let me see my brother who passed away, so as to discipline me...

'Ziping, your home is too big! It's caught up to a five-star hotel!

Why even the toilets are made of marble? Too luxurious! Is it good for cultivation?

Shouldn't it be a hut, light winds, open moon, for you to feed off wind and dew?'

I wondered and said.

'Cut! How can that confirm that what you want comes true? Haven't you seen the description of Xitu...'

Ziping laughed.

'Come on, stop. Don't talk, I'll see for myself. I don't want to make you misspeak!

Humph! Do you know? It's because someone is looking at me, seeing that I am no so eager to get here, that they made this big show for me, to educate me...'

'You saw me, being escorted when I left?'

Ziping said sadly.

'I saw it, ten minutes before you died. In the middle of the sky, there are eight tall monks in gray robes, with palms folded, bowing to you.

And you also ascended into the air, dressed in a red cassock, with your back to me, clasped your hands together, and bowed to them.'

'Yes! Xitu is what I have been seeking for countless generations. In this life, I have just fulfilled my wish...'

'You got your wish, but you didn't see how hard your second sister and I cried!'

'To be reborn in Xitu and to return home is a person's final destination. Sister, you should be happy for me. With life like this, who can have regrets?'

'I regret. That is to say, we were together, why bother to say goodbye?'

'It's a great thing to come here. Why are you crying? Childish. Sister, I am just at an earlier stop! Here, waiting for you!'

'Are we really going to be together again?'

I woke up crying and came back. When I opened my eyes, the tears couldn't stop, rolling down...

'Ziping, how hard it will be for us to be together again? It doesn't matter whether we are together or not. I only wish that from now on, you are safe!'