Things are not either non-being, or being.
I keep to non-being, yet hold onto being.
We are like a person who is under the illusion of being imprisoned
and frantically attempts to pry open the door to escape.
Or like a bird flying into walls, trying to escape a room that it’s trapped in.
If the bird could only find the open window that has always been there..
With regard to heaven,
purity, impurity, movement,
and stillness, are projections through which the sun and moon appear.
With regard to Earth, they are projections through which the seasons appear.
With regard to mankind, they are projections through which the wise and average
appear. The sage is yang and through the casting off of their mortal shell, they
become an ascending immortal.
The average person is yin and dies, only to become a spirit or ghost.
When the spirit is intact, with no confusion and no dullness, you will
return to the state of mind you had when you were young, including the
energy and temperament before sexuality ever captured the attention.