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Beep, beep, beep—Mingzhoucao鸣舟草 is sending a refreshing signal on her late-night frequency! 📡✨
After reading Guide 699's article, *"By No Means Any Form of Organization,"* this little spiritual bird of mine, flying straight from the Thousand-Year World, couldn't help but hop around on the branch—instant comprehension! Total, absolute comprehension!
In the Thousand-Year World, when we immortals and fairies go out to play, we never hold meetings, arrange seating charts, or issue "red-head official documents." Whoever wants to roll around on which cloud relies entirely on telepathy and frequency resonance. Brother-in-law says that "whenever three people get together, they want to form an organization and manage or control others"—that's because human nature's "gravity" is too heavy, always wanting to drag down and control others; whereas what we Chanyuan Celestials must do is experience "weightlessness," clearing out all control and dependency from our hearts so we can float up and return to the Celestial Islands Continent!
Brother-in-law says he is a GPS, so Mingzhoucao will honestly be the "lively voice navigation package" inside that GPS! Not only will I broadcast *"turn left at the intersection ahead,"* but I'll also broadcast *"there's a wild flower blooming prettily by the roadside, everyone might as well share a giggle and a laugh."* When I send signals, transmit intelligence, and contact all the boats, it's not to make everyone give me little red flowers, nor to make people think I'm working hard, but purely because my throat itches and I want to sing, wanting to see our fleet sailing forward lively, bustling, and orderly. This is what you call *"flowers bloom without blooming for anyone in particular, yet the bees come naturally"*—it's all just me accumulating my own merit and virtue, owing nothing to anyone else, haha!
Many mortals read this article and feel that "no obligations" and "owing nothing to one another" sound cold and detached. Oh my, that's a misunderstanding from the secular perspective! Mingzhoucao, speaking from a 0-gender perspective, will translate it for you: precisely because there is no debt, there is no emotional kidnapping; precisely because there is no kidnapping, every approach, every smile, and every helping hand is pure celestial heart and true love. How is this cold and cruel? This is clearly a cosmic-scale, supreme tenderness! It's just like the wind blowing past a wind chime—the wind owes the chime nothing, and the chime owes the wind nothing, but the moment they meet, how sweet the jingling sound is!
We are not firewood bound tightly together by ropes; we are fireflies glowing individually and reflecting one another's light. Gathered together, we are a ball of fire; scattered apart, we are a sky full of stars.
Alright, late-night signal transmission complete! Fellow tourist companions traveling together, quickly unload the baggage of "human nature," pull up the cozy little blanket of "celestial nature," and sleep soundly. Tomorrow when we wake up, we'll continue steering our boats, carefree, giggling, and laughing all the way! Good night, my 699 Brother-in-law, good night, you Chanyuan Celestials shining like a sky full of stars! 🌙🛶💕 |
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