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The knell of the bells at the Gion temple
Echoes the impermanence of all things.
The colour of the flowers on its double-trunked tree
Reveals the truth that to flourish is to fall.
He who is proud is not so for long,
Like a passing dream on a night in spring.
He who is brave is finally destroyed,
To be no more than dust before the wind.
Beginning of the Heike Monogatari - 13th century
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I was there for a single day years ago and spent all my time visiting temples.
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Hmm. Not sure I'm in the mood for the nihilistic/fatalistic sentiments tonight: we're all gonna be dust but I'd rather be brave dust than not!
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Thanks for sharing.
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