On Thursday, I passed West Hall and suddenly some snow and ice fell from the roof.
Falling from the roof
This week’s readings seem to tell two distinct stories: Hojoki is about a noble who chose to be a hermit in the woods whereas The Tale of Heike is full of war stories. Nevertheless, they shared a evanescent view of this mortal world. Chomei left the world after witnessing disasters and “senseless man’s doing.”(Chomei, 22) Fires, drought and flood repeated themselves in 12th-century Heian-kyo. Yet people managed to rebuild afterwards. Kiyomori was so powerful that he put his son on the throne. Yet, the dominant Taira clan was replaced by the Genji clan. Nothing lasts. Even the great city and family are impermanent. Success and failure alternate. As the saying goes, failure is the mother of success. Success is like the top of the mountain. One can go nowhere but downward which would be failure compared to the summit. However, when one appreciates evanescence, realizing the world we live in is a illusion, why bother to achieve success? After all, pursuing success and mourning failure would prevent us from seeing the truth that we all live in a house on fire.