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Sunday, July 14th, 2024 08:52 pmWeird Chinese tales are still weird, though the chapter on the netherworld is very homelike, as in, these guys who have near death experiences don't see tunnels and glowing lights. No, it's all bureaucrats and government office buildings, which may just be that the dying brain sees what it expects to see. And when people do see their relatives, they're miserably in a Buddhist hell because they didn't worship Buddha when alive. Those stories one can safely discount as Buddhist propaganda while being annoyed at how all religions seem to default to We Are It. Well, maybe Shinto doesn't.
Also all ghosts seem to be ten feet tall and wearing black caps, which sounds just as bureaucratic to me.
But when I look at the footnotes where the editor gives variant readings from different mss, all 'hanzi hanzi hanzi hanzi hanzi I don't know any of these guys', I feel a distinct hope that next time around I'll be born Chinese and start studying these at a young enough age to remember them.
Otherwise gardening fallout was as expected ie stiff as a board when I woke up. Some day I'll learn to stretch before and after. Or maybe it's that I woke up yesterday with things spasming and shouldn't have been gardening at all. Dommage. Had to be done because all next week is supposed to be, what else, rain, and even today, which was forecast sunny and gave me hope of getting a wash on the line, yielded to thunderstorms mid-day. At least I got the garden waste bags indoors/ under cover before the rain began.
Also all ghosts seem to be ten feet tall and wearing black caps, which sounds just as bureaucratic to me.
But when I look at the footnotes where the editor gives variant readings from different mss, all 'hanzi hanzi hanzi hanzi hanzi I don't know any of these guys', I feel a distinct hope that next time around I'll be born Chinese and start studying these at a young enough age to remember them.
Otherwise gardening fallout was as expected ie stiff as a board when I woke up. Some day I'll learn to stretch before and after. Or maybe it's that I woke up yesterday with things spasming and shouldn't have been gardening at all. Dommage. Had to be done because all next week is supposed to be, what else, rain, and even today, which was forecast sunny and gave me hope of getting a wash on the line, yielded to thunderstorms mid-day. At least I got the garden waste bags indoors/ under cover before the rain began.
