There is a white day and a black night. The moment they meet is the gray that no one notices. In the gray, life is as insignificant as an ant.
The ‘Heaven’ above Heaven rules over everything, yet looks down on it all.
The ‘people’ of the mortal world silently endure, even as they resist without end.
The call to strike against Heaven rings out: Strike against Heaven, strike against Heaven, strike against Heaven!
Even the supreme Heaven begins to tremble.
