Cultivation and science
The mortal world and the Three Realms
Truth and nothingness
Coexist in nature
What lies beyond nothingness?
Why do people have hearts and minds?
A secret, a war, a secret sealed away for a thousand years.
A wisp of sacred flame, a dead soul, a longing that crosses time and space.
A dream, a tear, a farce staged by a buffoon.
Heaven and earth become wings, stretching from both shoulders, flying toward chaos. The galaxy is within reach, but the truth is hard to find.
What is falling into ruin: humanity, the heart, or nature?
When I stepped outside, the world was already there. I looked down at the rotting roots of a tree, then up at the yellowing leaves in its crown.
Perhaps we were never something that could be compared to a tree.
