#hanshans

[ma-pi-ma]

Il mio cuore è come la luna d'autunno un lago di smeraldo - puro, limpido e luminoso. Niente vi può essere paragonato; dimmi, come si può spiegare?

Hanshan, da da Montagne fredde

[whatevergreen]

"The old lady in the house to the east has grown rich in the last few years. Previously she was poorer than I was; now she laughs that I have no money. She laughs at me for falling behind; I laugh at her for getting ahead. We laugh at each other as if we won't stop from the east and then from the west."

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"Wealthy people bustle about a lot, finding it hard to assent as things come up. If the rice in their granary is turning red they still won't sell an ounce to anyone. Then again, they harbour scheming thoughts, choosing fine silk before buying the cheaper kind. When it comes to their demise their mourners are the flies."

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"In the days when I had money I was always lending you some. Now you're well-fed and warm when you see me you won't give me any. You should recall how you needed it once just as I am hoping for some now. Having, not having - these things take turns; do give this some careful thought."

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Hanshan 寒山, c800 CE Said to be a Buddhist monk and poet of the Tang Dynasty. The several hundred poems attributed to him that survive may however have had many different authors. There's no proof he even existed.

[putah-creek]

Hanshan on Cold Mountain. Meditation, poems, and laughter. The winter wind on the surface of the frozen snow. -jobe (Hanshan was a Chinese Buddhist/Taoist poet and hermit sometime during the Tang Dynasty. We think. It’s a bit hard to be sure. His name means Cold Mountain, which is where he lived.) Climbing up the Cold Mountain Clambering up the Cold Mountain path, The Cold Mountain trail goes on and on: The long gorge choked with scree and boulders, The wide creek, the mist-blurred grass. The moss is slippery, though there's been no rain The pine sings, but there's no wind. Who can leap the world's ties And sit with me among the white clouds? Hanshan

[ochoislas]

VIVIENDO EN LA MONTAÑA

La nieve apesga mi cumbrera, velo; medio parece el cuerpo sin ser nada. Los años idos, no sé dónde fueran: cada vez que me vuelvo, pasó un año.

Mi cuerpo un tronco seco, cenizas las ideas; nieve cubre mi testa, escarcha mi quijada. El mundo no aborrezco porque vejez me abrume: en mis ojos no ve dónde posarse el polvo.

Cuerpo y mente rendí, gané la calma; discurre mi vejez entre mil cumbres. No dejo que la nube se hurte al valle; guardo la luna hasta cerrar mi puerta.

Frío que atere, mil cumbres nevadas; embiste de mil simas viento airado. Cuando despierto bajo la cobija, la yerma soledad no reconozco.

Los diez mil mundos son relumbros vanos; luna en el agua un solo cuerpo y mente. Cuando cesan distingos y noticias, no queda ya lugar al pensamiento.

Sin rescoldo el fogón, el lecho frío; no aroma el pebetero mi vigilia. Todo sonido abate, mente en calma: tal como si me viera en un espejo.

La nieve cubre el mundo: todo es nuevo; campo de plata inmenso me recata. Sentado ingreso en un fulgor secreto, eternamente limpio de mancilla.

Hanshan Deqing

di-versión©ochoislas

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山居詩

雪壓衡門夜擁爐　此身雖寄恰如無 不知日月從何去　回首人間歲巳徂

形如枯木念如灰　雪滿頭顱霜滿腮 不是老來偏厭世　眼中無處著塵埃

身心放下有餘閒　垂老生涯在萬山 不許白雲輕出谷　好隨明���護柴關

寒威入骨千峰雪　怒氣衝���萬竅風 衲被蒙頭初睡醒　不知身在寂寥中

百千世界空華影　一片身心水月光 伎倆窮時消息斷　可中無處著思量

地爐無火石牀寒　瓦鼎香消坐夜殘 萬籟聲沉心更寂　却疑身在鏡中看

雪滿乾坤萬象新　白銀世界裏藏身 坐來頓入光明藏　此處從來絕點塵

憨山德清

[isekaivillainess]

[A curtain of pearls]

A curtain of pearls hangs before the hall of jade

And within is a lovely lady,

Fairer in form than the gods and immortals,

Her face like a blossom of peach or plum

Autumn winds blow from from the western lodge,

And after thirty years have passed

She will look like a piece or pressed sugar cane.

- Hanshan (Cold Mountain), 600-800.

[ailelie]

18 (a poem from Hanshan, translated by Red Pine)

I spur my horse past ruins ruins move a traveler's heart the old parapets high and low the ancient graves great and small the shuddering shadow of a tumbleweed the steady sound of evergreens but what I lament are the common bones unnamed in the records of immortals

[k-star-holic]

General Yi Sun-sin's Turtle Ship Stirs Screen in Japan

Source: k-star-holic.blogspot.com

[petitjeanofficial]

East is just as good as west. Those who know the meaning of this; are free to go where they want.

Han-shan

[fukiana]

MASS EFFECT 1: LEGENDARY EDITION (2021) dev. Bioware Milky Way \ Horse Head Nebula \ Pax System \ Noveria \ Port Hanshan

[ma-pi-ma]

Nessuna direzione è migliore o peggiore, l’Est vale quanto l'Ovest. Coloro che ne conoscono il significato sono liberi di andare dove vogliono.

Hanshan, da Montagne fredde

[unfair-water-plane]

So one thing that has always made me chuckle in ME2 is the fact that Kal’Reegar is a marine in a Quarian suit. And he fits in with Shepard easily, the same attitude and headspace and cadence (for mShep at least). And I’m sitting here at work and the thought just hit me.

What if that’s because he is a marine in a Quarian suit?

Hear me out. Kal is older than Tali, or at least gives off those vibes, and so he would have been on his pilgrimage a while ago. Like maybe right after first contact. And here are these brand new people who came out of nowhere and had apparently enough fire power and attitude to give the Turians a very brief pause. The whole galaxy wants to know more. And humanity has no idea who is out there, but surely they can’t all be like the creepy bird people?

Cue one very curious Quarian in Shanxi, just as curious an out humanity as humanity is about everything. Meeting with early alliance brass, giving them information common palace to any kid with an extranet feed but wholly new to humanity. He explains that the Quarian don’t have ground forces because they don’t have a ground, and is honest about the geth, and is like ‘so how did you make the Turian Hierarchy freak out?’

And somehow ends up observing basic training, and falls in love with it. To the point where he actively asks to go through marine boot camp in Hanshan, and is just earnest and endearing enough to be allowed. So he goes through it, puts in the work and the blood and sweat and tears and makes the kinds of friends that you sort of have on the Flotilla, but everyone also knows you are all going to separate ships eventually and getting attached is hard.

But the humans will pack bond with a robot vacuum without issue, and when they meet a Quarian who wants to learn and thinks it’s amazing that they stood up to the biggest military in the galaxy running on old fashioned rocketry and spite? The marines adopt him as one of their own. They are brothers, something most single child Quarians have no experience with, and Kal gives it back in spades. He talks like them, fights like them, jokes and learns and is like them.

And when it is over and they graduate, it’s hard to turn down the offer to stay. But humanity respects the loyalty to his people that takes him back to the fleet, and it almost brings him to tears when his graduating class passes a cap for his passage back to the fleet in more comfort than sitting on a box in a volus cargo ship.

It actually brings him to tears when his drill instructor informs him that while it might not be in great shape, Arcturus has authorized them to gift Kal’Reegar with a battered but space worthy corsair and an official greeting from the Systems Alliance to the Migrant Fleet.

The SSV Jarhead is perhaps the best gift anyone is his age range can give to a future captain, though his practical military experience is a gift to the whole fleet. It catapults him through the Quarian military, from for soldier to instructor to commander, and somewhere he hopes that his brothers and sisters are as proud of them as he is of every transmission that makes it back to him.

On Haestrom, that training keeps him alive long enough to watch his squad die, and that cuts like nothing else. But he can’t stop, because the principle is still depending on him, and until his suit gives out he has to fight to her.

But then the voice cuts through the chatter of his own mind, and he *knows it*. Knows the cadence and the phrasing, knows how a human mouth forms the phrases that he has spent years trying to teach. Commander Shepard might not be a marine, but they are a human combat specialist and the fraternity is there.

Maybe it’s just three more people who are going to die for this fools errand, but somehow Kal doesn’t think so. There are two bone deep beliefs that he will carry it’s him to either the home world or the afterlife, and it has always felt appropriate to him that they rhyme. That they sound similar, when he breathes them into the air.

Keelah Salai. Semper Fi.

[dataheights]

Noveria: Port Hanshan

[ochoislas]

Moro a los pies de la barranca fría; de mi ermita me pasman los prodigios. Las verduras del monte traigo en cesto, en canastillo torno con las bayas. Sobre la broza, como las verduras; cárdenas setas saboreo y mastico. Tras enjuagar mi güira en agua clara cuezo las yerbas de contraria esencia. Luego, sentado al sol con mi pelliza, de los pasados leo los poemas.

Hanshan

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寒山

[messydiabolical]

You guys this video was so charming and wonderful. I don't usually feel compelled to share links on here but it's such a good little study of Port Hanshan Noveria and architecture and it was their first video?! It deserves all the love.

[assorted-things]

Salarian Image Reference Post - Noveria and Feros

Part 1//Part 2

I was able to combine these two locations as they don't have as many salarian NPCs as the Citadel.

Here's Administrator Anoleis from some different angles. I don't think I've come across his eye colour on any other salarians?

Some different angles of one of the Port Hanshan NPCs.

The hotel doorman has an interesting face shape.

This is the salarian businessman who is trying to get information on Anoleis. I've included several different angles so you can see how his markings kind of wrap around to the side of his head.

Here is Dr Palon from the Peak 15 base.

Ledra, the merchant from the Feros colony. He seems to have a more tan/yellow undertone than a lot of the darker brown-coloured salarians I noticed, who tend to be more orange/russet-tinted. (Compare the Port Hanshan NPC from further up this post, or Chorban from the Scan the Keepers assignment.)

That's all for Feros and Noveria - the next part will cover Captain Kirrahe and his STG team.

[santoschristos]

“I took a walk, Suddenly I stood still, filled with the realization that I had no body or mind. All I could see was one great illuminating Whole – omnipresent, perfect, lucid and serene.” — Hanshan According to the teachings of Buddhist Master Mahasi Sayadaw, practicing mindfulness consistently reveals the true nature of existence. Observing thoughts and feelings without attachment is the gateway to liberation from suffering. (SOURCE: The Satipatthana Vipassana Meditation by Ven. Mahasi Sayadaw) Post: Buddha Beings

Image: Cosmic Buddha That Embodies Infinite Light> Mahaboka