A Book of Miscellany

The world’s desires began to affect the people around us, and all sorts of things filled me with fear. I was afraid that after struggling all the way to the end, I’d be left with nothing but myself, surrounded by people who were all false and two-faced. Afraid of betrayal, I was always on guard against the blades aimed at me from those around me, and I could no longer trust anyone easily. The world no longer had love, affection, trust, or a sense of responsibility. I feared that everyone in the world had become a devil controlled by desire, that only greed, cruelty, selfishness, and the evils of following the crowd without thinking for oneself, along with the sins of those who did not understand themselves, were left in the world. I was afraid, so I wanted to change it. I wanted to break this deadlock. I wanted to change the world, so that you could understand the love in your own heart. With the pen in my hand, the thoughts in my mind, the wishes in my heart, and the actions of my body. If the gods will not save people, if I will not save people, if people will not save themselves, then no one can be saved. (It is me. It is you.)