Chapter 668: January 5th: Walking in the Fog

January 5th: Walking in the Fog

January 5th: Walking in the Fog

In the morning, the deep fog blanketed the village and the city; between heaven and earth lay a expanse of gray murk. Walking in the fog, one could not tell direction, not even east, west, south, or north. Where should one go?

Yes, where should one go? This is a dilemma!

I recall a foreign poet saying:

The fog came.

Moving like a cat's paws

It crouched down.

Silent and soundless.

Looking at the city and the harbor.

And then continued forward.

The poet said the fog "looked at the city and the harbor, then continued forward." This fog certainly knows its direction and its goal; therefore it strides forward.

As a traveler in the fog, if one loses direction in the fog, where should one go?

"Although I understand: roads connect to roads, I doubt whether following the road before me, this road in the fog, can still lead back to the old place." Yes, nobody wants to walk the old road, or follow in someone else's footsteps.

Returning to the old road—what a disappointing and dispiriting thing! Walking in someone else's footsteps is, of course, easy and pleasant. But isn't that a kind of game and desecration of life? Yet choosing one's own path—how difficult that is! Especially in this fog!

Who said: "I chose the road less traveled by, and thereafter everything would be vastly different"? Is that so? I suspect this saying lacks basis.

Let's go.

Do not linger and hesitate in the fog.

If you keep going forward, you will eventually see the road.

Let's go.

To the farthest place.

You will always find a road.

Let's go.

While we still have our memory.

In the fog, seek the path of life.

Let's go.

We bless life while

we contemplate life.

We will ——

Beautiful because of blessing.

Awakened because of thought.

Let's go.

We want to be like

like a candle

burn ourselves

to illuminate others

so that those walking in the fog

may borrow the light of our lives

and not lose their way

Walk, walk ——

We are burning and consuming

producing radiance

leaving behind ashes