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I am painting the sky, imagining the cape Muroto 1200 years ago. Even now, this area is known for its beautiful starry nights.  I am imagining back in days where there were no light sources around.

I am painting the sky, imagining the cape Muroto 1200 years ago. Even now, this area is known for its beautiful starry nights.  I am imagining back in days where there were no light sources around.

The stars are carefully painted in gold, platinum, pink, green, white, etc., with the different ways in which they shine. I imagine the ideal space in which Kobo Daishi (Kukai) gazed out at the sky at night from its cave and became one with the universe.

The stars are carefully painted in gold, platinum, pink, green, white, etc., with the different ways in which they shine. I imagine the ideal space in which Kobo Daishi (Kukai) gazed out at the sky at night from its cave and became one with the universe.

I am painting the sky, imagining the cape Muroto 1200 years ago. Even now, this area is known for its beautiful starry nights.  I am imagining back in days where there were no light sources around.
The stars are carefully painted in gold, platinum, pink, green, white, etc., with the different ways in which they shine. I imagine the ideal space in which Kobo Daishi (Kukai) gazed out at the sky at night from its cave and became one with the universe.