無量壽經優婆提舍願生偈註 2.72

2.72

How is this inconceivable? Now, when the devas eat from the same vessel, [the rice] takes on colors according to their merits. When the toe pressed the earth, the purport of gold and gravel was made clear. Yet those who aspire to be reborn initially belonged to three times three classes, but now have not the slightest difference between one and two, just as [the waters of the rivers] Zi and Sheng share a single taste—how could this be conceivable?