Gods can enjoy the blessings of heaven and man, but they cannot receive retribution from heaven and man. This is what you told me before you passed away. Maybe you have always regarded me as a child who doesn't understand anything. I was already 40,000 years old when you left, and I had not yet reached Nirvana. I was still like a child, inexperienced in worldly affairs. And you seem to be alone at the end of time, blocking the endless night behind you. Or maybe, you were deceived by my immature face. In the six paths of reincarnation, all living beings suffer, and who can really stand in the way of forty thousand years of suffering? I am old enough and love you enough.
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