It's love or hate, it can't be cut off.
Dependent origination and annihilation, eventually return to dust.
When she turns into a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, does this mean the end of all greed, obsession, and hatred, or is it the beginning of a new disaster? The love thread that was cut off with all my heart was never really cut off, but became more and more entangled as my fingers twisted each bead again and again...
Old articles from a few years ago, moved here.
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