Chief Poison Fever's Lover
There is a children's story by Kenji Miyazawa called.
There are prohibited fishing laws in the town where the chief was assigned. One of them is poisonous fir, and it is a method of catching fish that has floated by soaking toxic medicine made from naturally derived materials in a river, etc. The chief is cracking down on the townspeople and pretends that he has completed his duties, but one day, a town child sees him secretly trading toxic materials. The adults in the town crowd up to the chief to confirm the truth or falsehood. The chief was outraged and promised to catch the culprit for honor. However, when asked if this is true for everyone, they say that there is proper evidence, stick their faces out in front of the town mayor, and tell them:
“Actually, I'm the poisonous one, right?”
Thus, the chief was put on a rope, and the death penalty was confirmed. Then, when it was finally time for the execution, he laughed and said:
“Oh, that was fun! I love Poison Pomi! Maybe I'll do it in hell next time”
Everyone was totally impressed. that's it.
It's a story called, but it's common for everyone to say “I know, but I can't stop it ~ Ahore~ Swiss Sui~ ♪” I think the reason for this is due to the sadness of not being able to see oneself objectively, but even if I can see, I suffer as long as my fundamental desires are not satisfied.
Isn't that fundamental desire “the meaning of life”? That is what is missing in the first place, so they do strange things, and their lives change depending on how they perceive this. The person who made up the reason as an afterthought, the person who asked about Dogen Zenji without going either way, and the person who lost time to think by getting carried away with something. There are a lot of things. You are free to choose whichever one you choose, and because of that, they love people, hurt people, and are jealous and hate, turning seven upside down. Using it as food, they made things, sang, and somehow survived by composing poems about an endless life, and this time it becomes food to comfort others.
What matters is whether or not you can take on the challenge with determination. No matter what anyone says, no matter what the boy scolds them, they say, “Oh, that was interesting! Next time in hell!” If you could say I'm hungry, that's fine.
They say “wise people learn from history, and fools learn from experience,” but we are overwhelmingly fools. There is no choice but to learn from experience. Important things don't go smoothly, and they aren't easily conveyed. So don't get mad at the monk. Everyone appreciates the advice, but I think it's counterproductive if we don't show an equal attitude.
※If there aren't enough words, I'll add more later.
