Meng Xu @mengnote

accidentally reincarnated again San Francisco Joined August 2011

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Meng Xu @mengnote

4 months ago

A soul that has not awakened is tossed about by circumstances. A soul that has awakened can use almost anything.

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5 months ago

One childhood gives you enough for a lifetime

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Creative stall is protection a veil that keeps you from being seen But what if you’re not hiding from people What if you’re hiding from the call Put a lantern around the flame Let something bigger come through

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Meng Xu @mengnote

6 months ago

Life is eternity translated into time. What’s transient becomes the meaning.

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7 months ago

The center is where only being is valid.

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7 months ago

Science becomes emaciated if it loses its connection with ignorance.

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8 months ago

Language is the low-rank approximation of the world. Powerful because it forgets almost everything. Dangerous because it forgets almost everything.

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Meng Xu @mengnote

11 months ago

I write to imagine buddha’s wonder, so buddha lives another life.

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11 months ago

Rage is vitality, a refusal to be diminished.

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12 months ago

Where definition ends, imagination begins.

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12 months ago

In the beginning was energy without measure. Light burst forth. Time and space divided. Stars died. From dust came worlds. From oceans, life. From life, us. Reaching for the sky.

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12 months ago

Trust a person, even if it takes longer than your own lifetime. Plant the seed, knowing you will never rest in its shade. Lay the stone, though you won’t cross the bridge. Some faith blooms only for those yet to be born.

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Meng Xu @mengnote

a year ago

I name only to enter, not to define, to be made ready for what waits beyond words.

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a year ago

To live, is to stay unfinished. Curious, soft-eyed. Willing to be wrong. Willing to begin again.

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a year ago

If we never died, would trees still grow? Would flowers bloom, would rivers flow? Would stars still shine, would songbirds sing? Life must be life. The world must turn.

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Meng Xu @mengnote

a year ago

Just a warm night, a mason jar, and the slow flutter of June beetles rising from the grass. My daughter laughs, my wife leans in, and for a moment time forgets to move. If I were to vanish tomorrow, I was here for this. Alive in the small magic.

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Meng Xu @mengnote

a year ago

My spiritual father has no children of his own. But he’s guided many. Not by blood, but by truth. I need to find him. Learn what he knew. And continue the path he started.

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Meng Xu @mengnote

a year ago

Deeper still. Storage holes, forgotten fasteners. Things meant to hold things together. A narrow tunnel pulled me forward. Into something tight, uncertain, where my body felt. The memory of being small.

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Meng Xu @mengnote

a year ago

Then, a secret door beneath my home. An underground chamber. Quiet and ancient. Marked by tools no one remembers how to use. Cubic weights at the threshold, measures of heaviness, of meaning. Things left behind by builders long gone.

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Meng Xu @mengnote

a year ago

I dreamed of moving trees, with my father. Roots lifted, earth shaken, one place given up for another. Replanting, perhaps, what was once planted for me.