When I was a rabbit, I felt that the fate of rabbits was pitiful and that humans were omnipotent. But now, when I am purely myself, I am nothing and become nothing. Only then do I understand that all tangible things in the material world are the condensation of desires, just like my previous skinless rabbit body, eager to survive in the final hopeless situation. It was a world of utopian hope and eternity. All lives took themselves as the center of their perspective, thought they were different, and took this as their desire to fight to the end. And I have nothing to do with it now.
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