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Chapter 11 - Dreams and Fantasy My days of solitude seems to be a mix of both reality and fantasy. Being the only person in the house somehow reflects a life that gravitates more towards day-dreaming. I wonder if the Mountain God in Tahiti knows how to plough. Does he know how to wash and cook rice? Will he cook a few dishes of delicious food, pack them into a meal box and descend from heaven to offer me the food? I remember I have come across the mention of the period during which Maitreya shall incarnate in the Buddhist Sutra. In that time, man shall enjoy longevity. Whatever he wants to wear the tree shall provide and if he wants to eat the tree shall produce bread. And a tree that produces bread is nothing strange when you find one that produces a burger! At that time, the land is as flat as a mirror. I also long for a place where immortals live. Oh no, it's not Shambala but the lnad known as the Extreme North. The immortals on this land partake in food without labouring and cloth themselves without the need to sew. In that land, the immortals satisfy their need for food through drinking the elixir that flows out of the spiritual mountain. They do not have to plough and sew. I am aware that the Immortal Cher Song Zi takes only pine nut kernel for food. The Immortal Wo Chian also consume pine nut. When the Yellow Emperor becomes an immortal, he only eats The Mountain Ghost mentioned in book The Songs of the South eats only ABC Grass to preserve his youth. The most difficult thing in my life as the Solitary Old Man is dealing with the time spent on food. This is not about food preparation or my cooking skill. It is about ins and outs of preparing for any one meal intended for the consumption of ten persons or one person. It makes all the difference in. I bought myself a large food container in the market. I am thinking of stuffing the whole container with stewed-meat so that I can heat up some of it for my meals and that should solve all my problem. During the time of Shaykamuni Buddha, the Buddha himself led a group of Arhats, walked on bare feet towards the marketplace. They were dressed shabbily and held an empty bowl in their hands. When people saw the presence of holy men, they automatically offered them food. This is mentioned: "One day, at mealtime, the World Honoured One put on His robe, took His bowl, and entered the great town of Sravasti to beg for His food. After He had begged from door to door, He returned to His place. When He had taken His meal, He put away His robe and bowl, washed His feet, arranged His seat and sat down." The way they begged for food during the time of Shakyamuni Buddha moved me deeply. I thought of Milarepa who stayed in his cave and took only a certain bean known as green bean for food. As a result, his body turned green and he became the Green Vajra. He reached great attainment through the practice of Kundalini and was without doubt a great yogi. I imagine if the Golden Mother of the Jade Pond knows that I am keep occupied with the preparation of my three meals, would she then send her three attendants, Da Lian, Shou Lian and Ching Lian, who shall descend upon the heaven with food and deliver them to me? If this dream comes true, I'll be very blessed!
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