I have a dialogue with myself, from two opposite points of view, creating something, destroying it, and refining it — constantly working towards an idea that is indestructible, inextinguishable, timeless.

我从两个相反的观点和自己进行对话，创造，摧毁，精炼它——断地朝着一个牢、灭、永恒的想法努。

Through the inner body, you are inseparably connected to this unmanifested One Life — birthless, deathless, eternally present.

通过内在身体， 你与这个的生命分割地联系在一起——生灭，永恒存在。

Dad, his fervor kindled, would drone for an hour or more, reciting the same lines over and over, fueled by some internal passion that burned long after the rest of us had been lectured into a cold stupor.

爸爸的激情又被点燃，他会一口气说上一个小时或更久，一遍又一遍地讲着同样的话。讲到我们都冰冷麻木了，他内里的热情仍久久灭。