The day is so short, and a hundred years of hardship are easy to fill.
The sky is vast, and the sky is endless.
Years of practice, breaking the shackles of evolution, the only time left in life.
Protons decay, the universe collapses, consciousness dissipates, and everything is filled with boundless darkness and boundless chaos.
The past or the future, gods, demons and dust, neither thought nor thought; all consciousness or thoughts, birth or unbirth, existence or non-existence, everything, everything, transcends concepts, is the supreme and supreme power...
There is no place to come from, only the way back.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
