The biggest difference between man and God is the difference in ability to achieve things. What man can do is called human power, and what man cannot do is called miracles given by God.
Bringing this into the individual experience, a person will encounter many gods in his life, some of whom are religious gods and some of whom are personal gods.
The two seem to be indistinguishable, but in essence they are both praying, making wishes, and waiting for the other person's mercy.
Therefore, when I place my future on others, I am actually praying as a believer. If I succeed, I will be a good god, and if I fail, I will be a bad god and a false god.
Going around in circles is just trying to get the greatest reward with minimal effort or even no effort.
This is a ‘wish’, a promise, and a dependence. However, human power is limited, so how can we be gods? Otherwise, they are false gods, and the supplicants are asking for false wishes with false faith.
"It is not that you can become a god by sitting on the Buddha's head, nor that everyone can become a god and bless you by asking for help.
It is not they themselves who hold them on the throne of gods, but It is my longing and hope, they are restless above, and I am pleading and pleading below."
Zhou Weide saw the man sitting on the top of the Buddha trying his best to salvage, but after exhaustion, he was dragged off the top of the Buddha and fell into the beautiful cassock.
Some of them fell too deep. When they were lower than the 'believers', in order to avoid dragging down the 'believers', they quickly let go of the silk thread in their hands and let themselves fall off the Buddha statues, smashing them to the ground.
Some of them stabilized their bodies during the fall. Even if they fell from the top of the Buddha, they still tried their best to drag the believers up.
But after the believers climbed up to their position, they were just happy for a while, then collapsed and roared.
"You are not true gods, you are just false gods. I want to go to the top of the Buddha, not the body of the Buddha."
From time to time, the Buddha heads fell and turned into blood, and the cassocks of the believers It hit the ground like raindrops, dyeing the four bases into fleshy platforms.
Blood, silk threads, joyful believers, wailing believers, as well as disobedient gods and sacrificial gods turned the huge Buddha statue into a twisted picture.
The scroll contains the beauty and evil of human nature, the goodness and disgust of gods, loving sacrifices, and playfulness. It is like a life-saving picture of the gods and a record of ghosts and cannibals.
"Tick tock, tick tock..."
The blood on the square base continued to drip down the steps. The dark and dry blood turned into a black blood flail river, escorting the blood to the flowing down.
The blood-flailed river that wraps up the square base and the twelve steps is exactly the same as the silk threads hanging down from the Buddha-headed gods. They do not hang straight down, but they lead to the same person.
"It turns out that there are twelve steps and twelve platforms, all made of blood as ladders and corpses as platforms."
Zhou Weide bent down and touched the dusty step stones. The dust stained his palms red, the stones were bones and the gaps were blood.
This is not a Fuling Avenue leading to the giant Buddha.It was a ladder of blood and bones that allowed him to fulfill his wish.
"Wish, here I am.
They can't help me realize my wish, but they are willing to fall down the ladder of blood and bones to nourish the ghost nature in me."
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There are three human natures, humans, gods, and ghosts. Humans are the purest, gods are the holiest, and ghosts are the evilest.
Zhou Weide looked at himself in the colorful cassocks of the giant Buddha, as if he saw ferocious evil ghosts, and the Buddha did not doubt that he was there and was cutting the flesh to feed.
"The gods hang blood lines from the top of the Buddha, and the ghosts lament and pity the Buddha's body; flesh and blood become the basis of the lotus platform, and the bones and blood serve as the ladder to guide the wish."
Zhou Weide walked on the withered yellow and white road. On the steps, every step left a bloody footprint. Looking back, a line of blood was climbing from the bottom up.
This is a path to desire, a path that relies on prayer.
The believers in the cassocks of the Buddha's body seemed to have seen Zhou Weide, and they waved to him happily.
"Come on Vader, there are true gods on the top of the Buddha. They will pull us to the top."
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They ignored the believers who fell like raindrops, and they ignored the screams of the gods on the top of the Buddha when they fell.
They reveled in the rain of flesh and blood, carrying heavy wishes with them and pulling at the threads of blood.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Weide's eyes couldn't help but become a little moist, and then he smiled with relief.
He drew out his pistol and turned on the safety, humming a song and climbing the stairs quickly with a relaxed pace.
He couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to return their welcome with bullets, and he wanted to use killing to clean up the twisted wishful thinking.
The two teams of accompanying battle dolls still followed expressionlessly. In their eyes, whether they were twisted or solemn, they were just enemies with different appearances.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
After Zhou Weide climbed onto the square base, he shot the believers who reached out to him one by one. The believers were surprised. They don't understand why they are being attacked by themselves.
Looking at the unified and familiar faces of the believers, Zhou Weide did not hesitate at all. He did not recognize his former self and he would not follow the same path.
He does not worship gods, because gods are innocent, why should they serve him; he does not rely on gods, because their reliance is empty, why should they use them as the way.
Perhaps the gods on the top of the Buddha saw that Zhou Weide was more worthy of salvage, so they hung silk threads from the top of the Buddha to the lotus platform at the feet of the Buddha.
These threads may be hung by those who love others, or they may be played by those who abandon others. In any case, standing under the lotus platform of the Buddha statue, it is impossible for him to clearly see the faces of the gods on the top of the Buddha.
But it didn't matter. He didn't intend to climb the giant Buddha with the help of silk threads. Since he wanted to abandon dependence, he had to climb the giant Buddha himself.
Now he hasI have seen clearly the true nature of the ‘Demon of Wish’, and what I rely on is an empty shell. It can help for a while, but cannot help all the way.
All this is like this giant Buddha, which is known as the largest on the planet. It is made of special steel as the skeleton, 13,000 10 mm thick copper plates as the skin, and hundreds of kilograms of gold to color it.
No matter how heavy and majestic He is, it cannot change the fact that He is hollow.
As long as you pry open His divine appearance, you can see His ordinary skeleton, as limited as reliance and as fragile as a wish.
"Bang, Bang..."
Holding a fire ax, Zhou Weide opened a hole in the lotus pedestal of the Buddha statue, and then hung it to the steel frame inside the copper shell with a rope around his waist. Go up and continue smashing upward.
His actions shocked all the believers in the Buddha cassocks. They were stunned at first, and then pointed at Zhou Weide and laughed.
But they soon discovered that none of this was funny.
Because Zhou Weide cut and smashed a staircase on the Buddha statue, the rolled copper skin broke the sanctity of the giant Buddha.
So, they began to insult Zhou Weide, they spurned Zhou Weide, they thought that Zhou Weide was going to cut off their path to rise, they thought Zhou Weide was an alien,
Zhou Weide turned a deaf ear to these words, but instead From time to time, he casually chopped down a few believers who were close to him, letting their blood flow into lines.
"We can't let him go anymore. The way he climbed to the top is wrong. He will harm all of us."
Jealousy, resentment, anger and other emotions are boiling, The cassock believers threw away their last disguise and turned into evil ghosts, reaching out to grab Zhou Weide.
They would rather be killed by a swinging axe than walk up the steps carved by Zhou Weide.
"Don't worry, I will remove the copper skin from the top of the Buddha.
When the gods and Buddhas are transformed into steel skeletons, you will find that the standing steel is far better than these silk threads. Reliable."