the precious pagoda

Caldera

Crater Lake reflects as the beacon of Truth: The precious pagoda: there’s no need to keep searching — It refracts its multifaceted light in every direction. The sage says: be willing to work, pray, and bow down. And if you do, Heaven can bless you with every reward.

agronomy

Yesterday morning, while in the warm shower, a thought arrived in form of a metaphor that I would like to share; and to see if anyone has any comments on the matter. The idea here is:

What does "middle path" suggest?

Is the human relative-mind's perceptive similar to that of driving an automobile? Typically, we seem to speed from point A to point B and if any obstacles arise, we often are met with frustration as if the end destination is anymore poignant to reality than what arises along the way.

Touch the gas pedal on the car with your foot...go, go, go.......... (future) - yang - masculine

Touch the break pedal on the car with your foot...stop, stop, stop... (past) - yin - feminine

Touch no pedal on the car with your foot...still, still coasting... (present) - duality ends - whole again

This brings me to discuss "Agronomy" which is the science of soil management, land cultivation, and crop production. If one were to agree that human beings are the connectors (who serve as a meeting ground) between Heaven spirits and Earth beings, then would our food (fuel) be the middle path of our existence?