Things of Time and Space

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The Cow of Death

Goes the African tale that, in times of famine, Death would make a contract with people, providing them a cow to feed upon. In exchange, at an arranged date, Death would return and take them away to the afterlife.

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Van Gogh would abuse the shit out of vaporwave and lo-fi if he could

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I love this guy way too much

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Hozuki, the Blind Fower

Hidden away, in the bamboo grove, lived a man named Hozuki.

Hozuki took pride in raising the most beautiful flowers, on a small plot of land hidden away by the bamboo. He gathered his seeds from far away places, all for the sake of seeing their colors bloom by the first Spring sun. One day, however, his fate accursed him. Bleaking his precious eyes, it took his vision in a matter of days. Hozuki cursed his luck, never again able to grasp the color of his precious flowers. Every day, Hozuki would take the walked path to the little garden, ruffling his hands through the flowers, who would soon succumb to the winter cold, and every day, he mourned his loss. As the first day of Winter took over, the cold ground chilled his feet. Blind, he could no longer leave to gather his seeds, so he awaited at home for the death of his flowers. But on that first day of Winter, something uncommon happened. On that day, Hozuki received a visitor. Who are you? Hozuki asked. A friend, said the stranger. I bring you a seed for you to plant on your garden. If you do, I will return with another one. What for should I plant this seed? Asked Hozuki. I will not see it blossom. These flowers are not so simple, said the stranger. Bury them under the earth on the day you receive them, and you will witness their flourishing. And with that, the stranger left. On the same day, Hozuki took the walked path to his grove, and buried the seed by the corner, returning home by the same path. As he was told, the stranger had appeared again on the next day, with a new seed for him to bury. Hozuki did the same throughout the cold Winter days, taking the walked path to his grove, and burying the new seed next to the one previously buried. He would gently tap the earth sometimes, hoping to feel the young buds sprouting, but none were there. As the snow and the cold grew thicker on the forest, Hozuki could feel his bones rattling and his body failing him, as he walked to the groove and returned, but the stranger reminded him every day that he must bury the seed, regardless of conditions, or his garden would not blossom. On a certain Winter day, both wind and snow raged together in a merciless storm of cold. Hozuki held the seed in his trembling hands, forcing his sick body to find the way through to the grove. His feet could no longer feel the earth and by the time he reached the grove, he was on his knees. On a last effort to keep his promise, he digged away the snow until he could no longer feel his hands and placed the seed on the earth, before succumbing to the storm, that took his life away. It was not until the last day of Winter that the stranger returned to the grove. With a wave of his arm, water fell from the sky and washed away the snow, revealing the sleeping flowers and the fallen Hozuki. Then, with another wave of his arm, the spirit of the mouring Hozuki rose and opened his eyes. Your garden is smiling, said the stranger. Spring has arrived. And as the Sun took the heavens, the slumbering flowers bloomed, reflecting the Spring light on their petals. And as the last whisper of Winter cold said farewell, the newborn flowers expelled their seeds, which embraced their guardian and guided him into the heavens.

Hozuki's Garden is deserted in the Winter. On the first dawn of every Spring it blossoms. Some say Hozuki descents from the Heavens to witness it, along those who are blessed to see it as well.

-Ancient Miyobuzan Tale-

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Hashuan, the Mountain Star

On a night with no moon, a traveler named Hashuan lost himself. With no light on his lantern, Hashuan wandered through the forest, struggling to reach the mountain base, but without the moonlight, the black sky embraced all, and the mountain turned invisible. The cold wind was merciless, and Hashuan had no strength left to move on. However, before fate took his hand, Inu'an the river guardian appeared before him, in an act of mercy. Hashuan begged the guardian for guidance through the darkness, so In'uan took his hand and walked him to the river side, for she could only take him so far, and the mountain remained invisible. What for the rest of the way? Asked Hashuan. In'uan then reached out her hand to the heavens and held a star in it, placing it inside his lantern. It will guide you home, she promised, however be warned, for it can only guide you there. And with that, she left him. Hashuan then held the gift of the guardian, and found his way home, guided by the celestial light, that flickered eternally within the lantern. And for every time that he got lost, the light always guided him back home, like In'uan had promised. Years passed. With time, Hashuan's life began to fail him, until the day it could no longer hold him in this world. His spirit was set free, still holding the lantern and the star In'uan had offered him. But they could not guide him to his resting place, only home, like he had been told. With no path to follow, Hashuan went up the mountain, going higher and higher, into the heavens, and has held the lantern above the mountain peak for as long as one can remember.

The wisest monk is a fool to the night’s gaze When lost, look for Hashuan. He will guide you home.

-Ancient Miyobuzan Tale-