Chapter 287
On one side is a place where many wonderful Enlightened One reside, and on the other side is a place where evil Heavenly Demon reside; the difference between the two is stark and clear.
Then, a Leaf slowly fell from the Bodhi Tree, landing in front of Siddhartha, who picked it up.
"... this leaf--"
The green-haired youth seemed to understand something at once, and said softly, "The sun, moon, and stars are all contained within it."
"Without sunlight, leaves do not grow; without clouds, rain does not fall; without rain, new leaves do not grow. The Universe, time, perception—all these things exist in this leaf. I am also like this leaf, never born, we are merely fleeting moments, therefore, we do not die, but simply disappear."
All things in the Universe are inseparable, inherently without difference, and are one; they are the essence of nature.
This leaf is me, is you, is Papiyas, is all of us...
In that instant, Gautama Siddhartha felt as if he were having a dream.
In his first dream, he lay on the earth, his head resting on the Himalayas Mountains, his left arm on the eastern ocean, his right arm on the western ocean, and his feet immersed in the southern ocean.
In his second dream, he lay by the ocean, and from his navel grew a vine that grew continuously, reaching all the way to the clouds.
In the third dream, people of different Faith, Caste, and groups stood at his feet.
In the fourth dream, four different colored birds flew towards him from all four directions, and when they approached Siddhartha, they changed color, turning into a brilliant white.
In the fifth dream, Siddhartha stood on a muddy mountain. He climbed to the top and then came down, yet he remained unstained.
What did these dreams Revelation? Siddhartha himself couldn't say for a moment.
But an inner voice guided him, attempting to interpret:
"I, Gautama Siddhartha, will reach the other shore of liberation."
Hearing Siddhartha's resolute voice, Kavia smiled and asked again:
"Are you so confident that you can achieve enlightenment?"
"The existence of the earth symbolizes our ability to maintain balance between opposing forces. Inner and outer, joy and sorrow, are two sides of the same coin. We feel pleasure because of Desire, but ultimately end in Sorrow. The meaning of life is something all beings understand, awaken awareness, and roam the Milky Way, but we must keep our feet on the ground."
Siddhartha touches the ground:
"I have come to understand day and night, good and evil, reality and illusion, but the key lies in the Middle Way, the source of life, residing within each person's awareness, not outside of themselves."
Kavia fell silent, which made the surroundings extremely quiet.
As the Aspected God, he sensed a power entirely different from that of the India Age of Gods, arriving from a distant Universe —not the India Universe, but an even more distant, true Universe —and it seemed that no one could stop it.
Naturally, Kavia understood that this was the moment when Gautama Siddhartha was about to attain enlightenment.
This timing doesn't seem bad, but it always feels like something's missing.
Heaven of Freely Enjoying Others' Emanations Papiyas the Exile, rose and turned away from Siddhartha, his long Silver Hair swaying in the blood-red breeze, gazing at the source of these 'evil' things on the vast earth.
It was only then that Siddhartha realized there seemed to be many people among them.
An elderly woman with disabilities stood there, dazed and silent. Beside her was someone who seemed to resemble her in the past—a lovely girl who had not yet been tormented by the heavy labor and hunger that left her with scars and disabilities.
Further away, men and women, reeking of filth, their bodies dripping with obscenity—on their hair, in their eyes, on their noses, and in their mouths—remained silent, their heads bowed as they worked.
Then, further away, where even Caste, gender, and age were indistinguishable, there were indeed people standing there, and not only that, but further ahead...
Those people are probably the unfortunate ones caught up in this illusory 'game'.
Siddhartha, who was on the verge of enlightenment, had a feeling.
Whether the world is happy or unhappy, these things are actually irrelevant to the Teacher in front of him, because they have little to do with him. The reason why the teacher is walking on the same path with him, waiting for him ahead and guiding him, is not because he expects anything, nor is he pessimistic or worried about the Future.
But, Kavia--
I want to see everything that lies ahead on this endless road that stretches to eternity.
"Then tell me, in the Dharma’s End age, what will you do, Gautama Siddhartha?"
Before I knew it, snow began to fall all around us.
Snow fell on Siddhartha's face.
The incessantly falling snow reflected in the eyes of the green-haired youth.
For the first time in his life, Siddhartha realized that the frigid snow was actually so beautiful.
Just as a bright Future brings everything equally to everyone, giving the wicked a peaceful sleep and the virtuous a tranquil time, so too does the Future shine like a beacon of light.
"In the past, I have seen countless flowers in full bloom, but now I truly see the world in a single flower. When I attain enlightenment, nature will change because of me. Today is so peaceful and serene, as if all thoughts in my heart have vanished, like a bird soaring in the sky, breaking free from its cage, free and unrestrained, stepping out of the darkness that has bound me for so many years. Humanity and all living beings, on this earth, peace and tranquility will awaken with me—"
Siddhartha rose and took seven steps toward Kavia, and then, just as he had been at birth, seven lotus flowers bloomed with each step.
Finally, before Kavia, the green-haired youth pointed to the sky and then to the ground, just like the gesture he made at birth, embodying the idea that "I am the only one worthy of respect in heaven and on earth."
"This is the true Dharma, the Dharma I have spoken."
Siddhartha's voice was full of reason, but behind that calm tone lay an irrepressible joy.
"When the Dharma’s End Age arrives, there will be those who have accumulated immeasurable merit in the past, and they will become Buddhas in the Future, bringing happiness and liberation to all sentient beings."
Then, in an instant, the stars shifted, and light appeared above Siddhartha's head.
That light, so dim, yet so majestic, seemed to exhaust all the threads of human wisdom, encompassing everything, including All Things. All the splendor of the world, all the meaning of human existence, were revealed in the radiance of this 'wheel'.
Having broken free from true constraints, all things scattered throughout the world seemed to unfold invisible wings, and in a silent cheer, thousands upon thousands converged into a shimmering Universe Sea, resounding with a vast voice that permeated all things.
And so, the crimson mist surrounding Kavia vanished under the influence of an unseen force.
At that moment, the sky turned gray as if in death, and then cracked slightly with a tremor.
A sliver of light suddenly appeared from the clouds, and a torrent of intense light poured down like a waterfall, cleaving through the darkness and illuminating countless pairs of dazed eyes.
Daylight broke.
But everything seemed to have changed completely.
After the rolling sound dissipated, the Three Worlds, which had existed for countless millennia, were completely transformed into a brand new Three Worlds.
The Desire Realm, the Form Realm, and the No Form Realm.
At the same time, a voice resonated in the minds of all beings who were astonished by this change.
"Siddhartha, you are not the imperishable one; you, the enlightened one, are neither born nor die—"
"Buddha."
At this moment, the figures of Kavia and Siddhartha overlapped.
Sunlight streamed in, and the figure cast by the light remained motionless for a long time, as a warm feeling slowly and gently spread through the room.
"That person, originally cultivating in heaven, possessed a profound heart of compassion. He was reborn into the past to suffer, and because of this suffering, he cultivates in the present. Thus, the land is purified, sentient beings are blessed, the Dharma wheel turns eternally, the Dharma endures, bringing happiness and Wisdom to all beings, attaining enlightenment, and universally liberating all sentient beings. This is—"
"Future."
The later * Maitreya Descent Sutra * states:
When the Buddha subdued one Demon King, six demon generals, and ninety-six demon commanders, he was worried about the Dharma’s End and that when his Papiyas would perish, the demon Mara would rejoice and be pleased with his demonic deeds. Therefore, he felt great compassion.
However, suddenly someone praised it, saying:
Upon hearing the Dharma, they wept bitterly, and the Tushita Heavens each chanted commands.
Come to my place, and live out your life; come to my place, and offer incense and flowers; come to my place, and dwell in ultimate bliss.
Eight trillion Heavens, having generated the Bodhicitta, all wished to be reborn below them to liberate sentient beings three times. They manifested in countless forms, appearing to people at all times, yet people themselves did not recognize them.
Thus I have heard, Future Buddha.
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Chapter 341 The Supreme Brahman.
At the moment of Gautama Siddhartha's enlightenment, all beings in India felt a unique and extraordinary presence.
Then, in some faraway place, there is a 'room'.
The Universe is full of phenomena, Myriad Universes, Heavens phenomena, as if the eternal Universe resides within this 'room'.
The room's "Ceiling" is composed of an ever-changing Galaxy, with streams of stars flowing overhead, as if countless Star are slowly rotating under the will of a monarch. Occasionally, countless Comet streak across the sky, like eternal brilliance.
The ground is made up of transparent flow of spacetime. Standing on it, you can see countless Planet moving beneath your feet, and black holes forming and collapsing, as if you are stepping on the rhythm of the entire Universe.
In different corners of the room, geometrically shaped light models float, representing different galaxies and the current state of the Universe, each model changing constantly.
The room has no end, yet it is furnished with room layouts.
This is the endless Universe of the India Age of Gods, and no one can imagine what lies outside. The beings in the even smaller, tiny Three Worlds, existing like a speck of dust, certainly cannot comprehend any of this.
At the center of the room, there exists something beyond human comprehension, neither human, nor beast, nor object. If one had to describe it, it would be more like a complete world itself, or even something that predates everything in India. This thing is like the history of the India Age of Gods itself.
Rather, this room exists precisely to praise this being beyond human comprehension; this place is a microcosm of the Myriad Universes in the India Age of Gods, and the object seated at the center exudes an atmosphere befitting the ruler of this space.
Suddenly, the object's 'outer shell' began to rotate. After rotating to a certain point, it began to rotate in the opposite direction in order to return to its original position. At the same time, the Universe Heavens the room rotated in coordination with this rotation, and the speed increased, flipping over at a speed that was faster than before.
Information about its existence is emerging at an astonishing speed.
Sometimes it is the Self-Immolation of Sati, sometimes it is the deeds of Vishnu's incarnations.
Sometimes Brahma is beheaded for lying, and sometimes Indra is forced to abdicate.
Sometimes it is Krishna singing hymns of praise, sometimes it is Rama driving Sita.
Sometimes it is the birth of Durga, sometimes it is the dance of Mohini.
Sometimes Kama is consumed by Shiva's Wrath, and sometimes Jalandhara and his wife choose death together.
Ultimately, the outer shell freezes on Gautama Siddhartha's former appearance and the scene of how the world should have changed after he became Wheel-Turning King. However, at this moment, Siddhartha's appearance transforms into that of the Buddha, and golden light penetrates the room, which is composed of endless Universe, from the blank space outside the room and shines on Siddhartha, who is like a speck of dust.
Because of this golden light, no matter how the 'completed world' is altered, rewritten, modified, or restarted, its existence cannot be affected in the slightest, forcing it to temporarily fall into silence.
As a result, emotions that did not align with its very existence gradually arose.
Puzzled.
Anxious.
Finally, there was—overwhelming Wrath.
Just as the moment the emotion itself was born, everything in the room began to fall into chaos. The Myriad Universes within the room seemed to want to express their praise to the ruler, and at the same time, with the power of Wrath, they plunged the world into collapse in order to play a song from the depths of their throats.
The song transformed into a thunderous roar that resonated throughout the souls of Universe living beings.
The creator of the India Age of Gods, the ultimate reality transcending all descriptions and concepts, is described as the formless, eternally supreme, all-pervading, and omnipresent principle of the Universe.
The Supreme Brahman.
This is the moment of divine wrath, when this anomaly occurs because of an unexpected thing born from the planning.
At the same time, within the Three Worlds.
In an instant, a freezing cold descended, to the point that even the breath exhaled instantly turned into white ice crystals.
The seawater immediately dried up, the Heaven Realm fell to earth, and the Underworld Realm rose from the ground.
In the blazing sky, gray clouds stretched out like ribbons on the horizon, drifting with the eerie wind and forming vortices as large as typhoons. Outside the vortexes were some black shadows. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be large flocks of birds, but their bodies were as slender as giant snakes.
Those were no ordinary birds; they were brutal, Phantasmal Species, as if the world had suddenly turned into the apocalypse.
"At this very moment, the world is about to end."
Beside Siddhartha and Kavia, a voice that was extremely familiar to them came.
Upon closer inspection, it was Vishnu, the Aspected God who should be Siddhartha's essence. It is likely that Vishnu separated from Siddhartha at the moment of his enlightenment, which is why he could appear in the same scene as Siddhartha.
"Brahma is calling to me, through the eternal Brahma, the supreme lord, who descends in this way at the end of every kalpa, so that I may destroy the defilement, eradicate all ugliness, end the crumbling old world, and build a Satya Yuga New World."
As soon as Vishnu spoke these words, a white horse immediately appeared beneath him.
Vishnu's tenth and final avatar, a Savior like the Messiah and Maitreya.
Kalki.
"Then, I spun out all the water in the world, drying up the earth. The oceans, rivers, mountain streams, and all the water in the Underworld Realm were all led to destruction by me. Under my great power, the seven-colored light became seven Sun, absorbing water and shining with boundless brilliance."
Seven blazing suns ignited the three realms of heaven and Underworld Realm, burning away water and forests, leaving them bare like a tortoise's shell. Similarly, immense flames burned the Underworld Realm, rising above the surface and engulfing the land. Terrifying winds and flames swept through the sky and the realm of light. The three realms were like a frying pan, with everything moving and still being devoured by the surrounding flames.
Shiva, who appeared in an instant, holding Trident, calmly said these words.
According to the Lila's decree, Kalki will descend to earth at the end of the calamity of Kali Yuga to fulfill the Divinity mission of protecting the Dharma and conquering evil, and finally be completely ended by Shiva, bringing about the end of the world.
At last--