The Dimension of Hungry Ghosts
"...then the visage of the element Fire, along with the soft yellow light of the dimension inhabited by hungry ghosts proceeding from greediness and insatiable hunger for things, attatchment to objects, and possesiveness toward accumulations of things, will form upon the face of the beloved."
An intense feeling of wailing terror and regret builds up to a huge wave. With a shudder of grief I announce "I can't die" as if for the first time. But then I remember how many times I've said it before...
I am in the Realm of the Hungry Ghosts, always searching for something that will make it better but nothing ever will. It will never get any better here. This is the way this world is, always was, and always will be. Since there isn't any time here there isn't any change.
This will never end.
Collecting myself, I'll concentrate my
attention in this way:
When
wandering in the six lower dimensions
because of the power of intense attatchment,
On the radiant light path of discriminating wisdom
May I be guided and led by the guide of the labyrinth,
May the Great Mother be my protector,
May I be safely led across the shocking ambush of the labyrinth,
May I be placed in the state of the pure and shining void.
Hell Dimension / Brute Dimension / Human Dimension /
Hungry Ghosts Dimension / Purgatory Dimension / God World Dimension
