Chapter 75 Beasts are not beasts, people are not humans

When the weather is cold, Dabaican will be dressed.The cat got used to this outfit, took a selfie in the mirror, and probably agreed with the more and more human-like self in the mirror, and when she wanted to undress and groom it, it meowed in protest.The cat's fur is hanging out in the sun, and the cat is always standing by, glancing at the coat and at the person, clearly saying, "Why don't you put the clothes back on for me? Such a fur is really embarrassing!" It is probably rare to see each other, but the loud and vicious deaf cat seems enthusiastic. It sleeps with people every night and sleeps very sweetly; when people wake up, the cat also wakes up;I suddenly understood one thing: these years, I have raised cats as human beings, and cats have lived as human beings; thus, the cat’s nature has become less and less, and the accumulated habits of human nature and human nature have gradually increased; Chan can walk on two legs and ride a bus with an Octopus card.

I treat the deaf cat Acan as a human being, and it lives like a human being; similarly, these years, the deaf cat Acan will also treat me as a cat; I am a cat, living more and more like a cat?More and more identified with the world of cats, far away from human life? Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, Zhuang Sheng didn’t know if he was Zhuang Sheng dreaming of butterflies, or if the butterfly became Zhuang Sheng in his dream, and in the dream Zhuang Sheng dreamed that Zhuang Sheng turned into a butterfly again... To put it in a mysterious way, it’s far away. "You are indeed becoming more and more inhuman." Zhu Peng said honestly.

However, less humanity, more cat nature, or even Buddha nature and divinity, isn't it too bad?Things and I forget, when the flowers bloom, I bloom together with the flowers; when the tree falls, I also become a stump; to be able to feel that the world is born with me, and all things are one with me, that is a very high Zen It is not easy for ordinary people of our generation to be able to feel the feelings of people, let alone feel the feelings of plants, trees, birds and animals, and breathe with the universe. If I fail to forget things and me, take a step back and lower half a level, which is probably the experience I can have now: "I refuse to distinguish things, and people and beasts are lazy." I see cats as humans, and cats see humans as cats; there is a cat in the west There is a good man who specializes in doing bad things, and there is a beast in the east who specializes in doing good things; I don’t feel that people are good, and I don’t feel that animals are bad; the more vague you live, the more sober you live.