The Brahmans tought you, or thus they thought.
Budhists shared with you their knowledge, or rather they sheltered you while the knowledge was blooming inside of you.
"Truth", they said it was only your truth, scared to the bone of the light.
I wonder, what moved you so fiercely? Why didn't you give up when you were persecuted on the way back home? You were the carrier of the most delicate and exquisite treasure. Why couldn't you keep it to yourself, owning your salvation and letting us alone with our monsters? We were not seeking enlightment.
Now, the descendents of the people you visited in Asia are following your message, a crippled, broken message, and the daugthers of your teachers hear their ancestors' wisdom distorted by your followers, men without vision blinded by the wrong mission, preaching in temples words they can't understand, condemming the nature you always loved.
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Mind the Gap (by Noor Lung) English
General FictionMind the Gap is a collection of fiction short stories. They vary in style, themes, tone, characters and length. The aim is to provide a different lens colour to look to reality. It's also the sandbox where I tried different voices, where I experimen...