It took me a long time to understand that all the cycles of cause and effect, and all obsessions with good and evil, are just passing by, and cannot be touched or owned. The person in front of you seems to be separated from you by thousands of rivers and mountains. Their souls can no longer blend with each other and can only be separated abruptly, just like countless threads that have been accidentally tangled together. They can no longer be untangled, and no one can escape intact.