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you you were talking one of them said who can see nothingness as his own head life as his own spine and death as his own ass who knows the single body formed by life and death existence and non-existence i will be his friend the four looked at one another and laughed feeling complete concorde and became friends suddenly zu took ill zg went to see him and zu said how great is the creator of things making me all tangled up like this for his chin was tucked into his navel his shoulders towered over the crown of his head his ponytail pointed towards the sky his five internal organs at the top of them his thigh bones taking the place of his ribs and his yin and yang energies in chaos but his mind was relaxed and unbothered he hobbled over to the well to get a look at his reflection wow he said the creator of things has really gone and tangled me up cg said do you dislike it zu said not at all what is there to dislike perhaps he will transform my left arm into a rooster thereby i'll be announcing the dawn perhaps he will transform my right arm into a crossbow pellet thereby i'll be seeking out an owl to roast perhaps he will transform my ass into wheels and my spirit into a horse thereby i'll be riding along will i ever need another vehicle anyway getting it is a matter of the time coming and losing it is just something else to follow along with content in the time and finding one's place in the process of following along joy and sorrows are unable to seep in this is what the ancients called the dangle and release we cannot release ourselves being beings we are always tied up by something but it has long been the case that mere beings cannot overpower heaven what is there for me to dislike about it suddenly zelay fell ill gasping and wheezing on the verge of kneeling over he was surrounded by his weeping family ziller coming to visit him said to them ah away with you do not disturb his transformation leaning across that windowsill he said to the invalid how great is the process of creation transformation what will it make you become where will it send you will it make you into a mouse's liver or perhaps an insect's arm zelai said a child obeys his parents wherever they may send him north south east or west now yin and yang are much more to a man than his parents if they send me to my death and i disobey them that would make me a traitor what fault would it be of theirs the great clump burdens me with a physical form labors me with life eases me with old age and rests me with death hence it is precisely because i regard my life as good that i regard my death as good now suppose a great master smith were casting metal if the metal jumped up and said i insist on being nothing but an excalibur the smith would surely consider it to be an inauspicious chunk of metal now if i having happened to stumble into a human form should insist only a human only a human creation transformation would certainly consider me an inauspicious chunk of person so now i look upon all heaven and earth as a great furnace and creation transformation as a great blacksmith where could i go that would not be all right all at once i fall asleep with a start i awaken you