About Wan Yilong
High-Dimensional Wisdom Mentor / High-Dimensional Spiritual Poet / Inheritor of Dongba Culture / Master of Traditional Chinese Culture / Great Master of World Multiculturalism / Donor and Founder, Dean of Yulong Wenbi Dongba Culture Academy / Dean of Aming Gaotu High-Dimensional Wisdom Academy / Philanthropist
(Homeward Chapter)
Poem By Wan Yilong
Translated By Lan Xin
When the morning star rises in the east
In the starry sky hang countless sorrowful eyes
I open my wisdom eyes and gaze
Beyond the galaxy tears have long been pouring
I whisper to the universe what happened
She unfolds a picture before me
Countless mechs overturn heaven and earth
Countless planets burn with raging war
Myriad races slaughter each other
Billions of lives wither in strife
Ruined walls and fragments turn to glaze
Dead planets only cold iron shadows remain
Surviving star people struggle to forage in black water
All I see is rotten bones
Hungry rushing here and there
Mutated beasts no longer fit to eat
They hunt in packs spread plague
Despair spreads silently in the dust
Desperate beings pray to heaven
A voice echoes slowly
We have stored food
When rows of dark caves are opened
Out step
Men women and children in swaddling clothes
All gasp in astonishment is this our food
The voice replies
They are our clones
I close my eyes in sorrow
The universe whispers admonition
All beings must awake
Every life is a child of the universe
Every soul yearns for ascension
Dark technology will eventually turn on itself
Cold power only destroys life
We are all brothers born of the same womb
Without love there is no universe
Without compassion even destruction cannot be reborn
Love and compassion are the eternal themes of the universe
With this thought even in purgatory
We can be reborn
That scene is the universe’s past
And also the mirror of the future
Mother universe is calling out
Wake up
Greed confuses the eyes
Souls sink in delusion
Love and hate are self-imposed barriers
Greed anger delusion are the cages of the heart
Every planet can be a cage for the heart
Every body can be a dojo for awakening
Look within you are complete
Every soul yearns for light
Compassion can break the curse of all dark technology
Souls will ultimately live forever at the source of the universe
The ultimate civilization of the world is about to begin
Its name is universal harmony
We come from eternity rush to this moment
Only to wake up the sleeping beings
Live in the present change the past determine the future
The past and the future are but a single thought
I wake slowly from meditation
The morning sun illuminates the mountains and rivers and every heart
From now on I have no choice but to move forward
This is my fate
Is also your fate
And even more the common fate of all beings
Technology must ultimately serve the ascension of souls
Footnote
Taking homecoming as its central metaphor, this poem lays bare the absurdity and spiritual awakening of an age dominated by technology. Mechs and warfare, cloning and alienation unfold in layered progression, striking straight to the spiritual predicament of modern society. Breaking free from linear narrative, it employs vivid visual metaphors and interior monologue to explore the eternal themes of love and redemption, selfhood and the mirrored self. The fate and awakening revealed at its close represent the homecoming not only of the individual, but of all sentient beings.
