Hesitation and conflict weighed on Mo Ya Monk's thoughts.
Before he attained enlightenment, he used to play Go against himself in the Mo Ya Cave, engaging in twelve matches daily for sixty years.
The Go board became Mo Ya Monk's world, a realm of black and white only. He considered his will refined to the point of being as calm as an ancient well, capable of maintaining the most serene and clear judgment when confronting any complex situation.
Later trips to the Buddha Country confirmed this,
Whenever he arrived in a new nation, he would spread the flames of war, with countless beings consumed by it. He would watch coldly from afar, neither angry nor compassionate, only filled with endless decisions.
"The World Honored One spoke of the complete annihilation, yet my heart's flower blooms... What's happening today? I can't make my heart's flower bloom."
Mo Ya Monk struggled to restrain his agitation, imagining "my heart's flower blooms" in his mind.
