The fire in the mortal heart can burn for nine days. The emptiness is not still, and the niche of the heart appears for the first time. The storm in the spiritual realm begins at the end, and the way of the heart flame illuminates the illusion. The heart lamp illuminates the silence, and the abyss door opens. There is no special path between good and evil, and the way of heaven is impermanent. The day when the shackles are broken is also the day when the fire in the heart is rekindled. The fairyland is not a pure land, and the way of heaven has been covered with dust. Rotting bones give birth to strange things, and sorrow creates scars in the heart. Use love as fire to illuminate the eternal illusion; use heart as a boat to cross the vast world. Sparks light up the world, and heart flames illuminate the way home. The increase of entropy is not fixed, and the emotion breaks through the nothingness. With the power of the will of all living beings, we can rewrite the prelude of the universe; with the unquenchable fire of our hearts, we can finally burn the eternal night.
