Destiny comes and goes but it's just a dream, waking up from the dream leaves no trace or injury...
I am a passer-by, prosperous and distant, without joy or sorrow...
I am a judge, with a thousand years of sorrow, neither sorrow nor joy...
I am a beauty, as beautiful as a flower, as time flies...
I am calamity, I am thought.
I look around the world and laugh at the prosperity.
I am the beloved child of heaven and earth, I come to judge the world's sorrows
And here I will tell their story...
[This article was inspired by me after reading Yashe]