相对性 RELATIVITY

相对性

除了在我们的想象中，便没有大与小之分。老虎让自己被青蛙恐吓。蚂蚁直接爬进鳄鱼张开的双颚。

没有上与下之分。那仅仅是看我们发现自己在里面的情况。每天倒立一小时的人知道这一点。

我，主人，那样说。没有干与湿之分。大海就是它自己的沙漠，沙漠就是它自己的大海。一粒沙子中隐藏着泉水。一滴滴海水之间有干燥的沙漠。

没有善与恶之分。有一条无休止地嘎嘎掠过的链条，它的环节由善与恶构成，一环紧扣着一环。如果你摧毁这根链条，就摧毁了世界。我，主人，那样说。

没有圆与平之分，没有球体与平面之分。万物都蜷曲在自身之上，我们仅仅注意到我们没有注意到的东西。

知识是一种负担。但凡有知识之处，就没有解放。思想与感情轮流沉重地歇息在对方身上，那了解的人不能理解。那感觉到的人意识不到。那坐着的人不能行走。那即是自己的万物，因为没有成为别的事物而受难。完成的并不是没有完成的，没有完成的就没有完成，永不能变成那样。

我，主人，那样说。

那创造的人不能歇息。创造继续进行，用它来拖拉它的创造者。罪孽变得更宽泛，但并没有通过扩宽而停息下来。

一捧空寂会可能移动宇宙。然而一个人又能在哪里掌握一捧空寂？

平衡是脆弱的，但平衡的可能性被充分发挥出来。一枚翻领别针可以抵消一幢六楼大厦，一顶草帽可以抵消一头成熟的大象。这要看它们相互联系中的位置。

在芦苇隐藏小船的时候，小船沉没了，再也没有扫视将它托起来。

赤裸的人惊吓那覆盖着皮毛的动物，那些动物在他身上认不出自己。

战士携带着利剑，直到那把剑钻透他。虔诚的人携带着十字架，直到那个十字架在他的体内扎根。

病人随身携带着健康，如同随身携带着一壶水。囚徒在周围画上笼子。自由的人也欺骗自由，把它留在身后。

我，主人，那样说。没有过去与未来。过去具有未来的味道，未来具有过去的味道，就像一天中两个不同时辰的相同的水。唯有河流无始也无终地存在。

RELATIVITY

There is nothing large or small except in our imagination. The tiger lets himself be frightened by a frog. The ant climbs directly into the crocodile’s open jaws.

There is no up or down. That depends only on the situation we find ourselves in. He who stands on his head an hour a day knows that.

I， the master， say that. There is no wet or dry. The sea is its own desert， the desert its own sea. There are springs hidden in a grain of sand. There are deserts of dryness between the drops of the sea.

There is no good or evil. There is a chain which rattles past without end， its links are made up of good and evil and are interlocked with one another. If one destroys this chain， one destroys the world. I， the master， say that.

There is no round or flat， no globe or surface. Everything curves in on itself， we only notice that we do not notice.

Knowledge is a burden. Where there is knowledge， there is no liberation. Thought and feeling rest heavily over each other， alternately. He who knows cannot understand. He who feels cannot realize. He who sits cannot walk. Everything which is itself suffers for not being something else. The done is not undone， the undone is not done and can never become that.

I， the master，say that.

Hewhocreatescannotrest.Creationcontinuesand pulls its

creator with it. The crime grows wider， but does not cease by widening.

A handful of emptiness would be able to dislodge the universe. But where could one get hold of a handful of emptiness?

The balance is delicate， but the balance’s possibilities are far drawn out. A lapel pin can counterbalance a six-story building， a straw hat a full-grown elephant. It depends on their placement in relation to each other.

The boat sinks when the reeds hide it， no glances hold it up longer.

Naked man frightens the fur covered animals， they do not recognize themselves in him.

The warrior carries his sword until it bores through him. The pious man carriers his cross until it takes root in him.

The sick man carries health with him like a flask of water. The prisoner draws the cage around himself. The free man also dupes freedom and leaves it behind him.

I， the master， say that. There is no past or future. The past tastes of future， the future tastes of the past， like the same water at two different times of the day. Only the river exists， without beginning or end.

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