Image Description: Two pages. Each has a body of words aligned to the middle of the page, with outlines done in black marker or sharpie. On both pages, the basic details are identical: on the right and left, two humanoid figures hold their arms up towards the text. They appear vaguely angelic, with wings, multiple eyes on their bodies, and crowns of feathers. The top and bottom borders are of various eyes and teeth, connected by lines. On page one, the top and bottom borders are faded. On page two, the borders are flipped horizontally, and the figures are now faded out with the top and bottom borders being seen in full.
Text Transcript:
Darling Yaelin, this is Yixiao.
"I have never left the sea." Means I am here, means we are here, means up to this present
moment we have never left. Means the wave breaks the wave, the water meets the water. Why am I myself? But not you? Why am I not a force of nature? Why are we in this moment?
Why haven't we left?
Why do we keep returning?
Water evaporates, and it becomes clouds and rain drops fall back again,
A full circle.
A circle is a loop without an end. A circle is the union of a straight line; with two ends, but never ending
The first thought
A creation. Wisdom pregnanting a thought.
Why come back to a thought?
Perennial knowledge means wisdom that comes back over and over,
Repetitively enough,
So thoughts are shared,
Thoughts are exchanged,
Thoughts that never left,
Thoughts that collided, conjoined, and conflicted.
Conflicting is also a form of unification.
Into one
Returning, back to the source
Oneness.
"The droplets fall on the surface of water,
Creating ripples that move outwards."
Emanation.
It means to project, but why project outwards?
It means to travel and move through the differences,
it means to have differentiations
Cells differentiate,
Why do we have to have differentiations in creations?
Epistrophe means the overflow of energy.
When the energy starts to change,
It creates lives,
It creates all the possibilities,
All the individuals,
But they go back to the source
reversion to the source.
To the sea
Bones turn into ashes.
Why do we have to go back?
And where should we go back to?
When should we go back?
We will ride the wave when “the lake is arriving."
will l be engulfed in it?
And never returning again,
But always returning.
As part of it.
Why are we limited, trapped in time?
Why can't the present be in the past and the future?
Till when can I become you?
Till when can we become us?
The most scary and beautiful thing is to become something else.
Is to imagine the future self, is to let the future haunt the present as a ghost,
And when the present is being hunted,
The future is with the present,
They run in a circle,
There is no end,
They are no longer trapped in time.
So is the past
I heard about the story of Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives, he can recall and become a buffalo, and a hunter at the same time. He can bring so many moments together and
so do I,
Because I have my memories,
I can imagine you sitting next to me,
I think we are already becoming something else,
something beyond human.
everything becomes parts of everything else. Body to body,
Thoughts to thoughts,
Feelings to feelings,
Actions and actions,
Lives with lives,
Flesh to flesh.
Transmute,
Transfigurate
Transmigrate.