"Samsara Love Story"

"Enduring as Heaven and Earth...no love however ancient can die;
Timeless as light and shadow--no debt of breeze and moonlight can ever be repaid."

--Tsao Hseuh-chin, Dream of the Red Chamber


We are all bound to the wheel, our tears, our blood as red and transient as dust. Everything that is shall pass, and pass through and under and come back up the middle to occur again. Everything that is shall pass, and we too shall pass and die, then occur again, for we are bound relentlessly to the wheel.

If I meet you, and spend with you all of my days, inevitably my days will end. I will die, and the memories we have together shall fall away, slip like silk through my fingers and I will, bound by the wheel, be born again and should we meet again, I would not know you.

Yet...yet...Love, perhaps, can triumph over Fate. Love is the power to change Fate, to transcend the wheel. Love is what gives meaning to Dust. Love is what makes the transient beautiful and, seen in the light of Love, even the sorrow of parting is poignant.

I remember you, even if I cannot recall your face. But I know I loved you when. I know there is something missing from my heart; I know what Love should be even though I have not encountered it yet. Surely, in some past existence, your heart and mine touched in such a way that we warped Fate. I will spend my existence searching for you, even if it sears in my heart such regret that I will never attain enlightenment, and never free myself from the wheel. Surely, even when I am reborn again, I will continue to search for you. My heart will call to yours, and my desire will rend the Heavens, and offend the Gods, and yet I will not falter.

I will close the distance, though it may take ages, between your heart and mine.