On the shore of Miaozi Lake, rocks, ruins, sun and beach, suddenly, a large, thin roof covered with rocks.
Above the roof is the sky, and under the roof is tea, rice, oil and salt.
Without boundaries, the realm of undertaking is no longer space, disintegrating the boundaries of direction, distance and physics, and divinity is born from the cultural spatial concept of mind and mind.
“Unbounded” freed from bound space, human beings turn from the masters of territory to face this infinity with the humility of creation, a recognized and understood identity returned, listening to and accepting the secret talks from the divine.
Mystery hangs over the world, and when the unknown horror emerges from the darkness, the ocean abyss, the future and the supernatural, space is pulled far away, and mystery is spreading.
Among the covered rocks, build a more lonely temple, with the wind or the wind, calm or turbulent, the sea undulating, dark, boundless, endless and solemn, human loneliness, fear, will always move forward.