You know that feeling, when you think you know something then find out that—after all—you don’t?
Wabi-sabi had been explained to me as a Japanese aesthetic that valued the natural decay of things, and I’d always applied to John’s shed, which is quietly sinking back into the Earth, from whence it came. It gave me a warm feeling.
Then, foolishly, I looked up wabi-sabi on Wikipedia:
It is a concept derived from the Buddhist teaching of the three marks of existence (三法印 sanbōin), specifically impermanence (無常 mujō), the other two being suffering (苦 ku) and emptiness or absence of self-nature (空 kū).
Impermanence? Yeah! Suffering? Um … Emptiness and absence of self-nature?
Why do you spoil everything, Internet?