I have seen magnificent souls and mediocre souls.
The former is willing to sacrifice himself for the sake of brilliance.
The latter voluntarily became a slave in order to live an ordinary life.
I have seen souls with seven sins, and I have seen souls with three colors.
The former buried himself into the abyss of "malignancy" and was very proud.
The latter paints himself into "contradictory" porcelain, extremely fragile and comical.
I have seen the dilapidated string puppets, and I have also seen the dirty and humble me in the mirror.
Did you see it?
The three clusters of flames wrapped tightly around my body.
Black wants to drag me into a prison of depression, make me feel depressed every day, and want me to be positive instead.
Red wants to push me into the karmic fire of hell, make me suffer the torture of the world, make me angry, and make me resist.
White wants to drag me into the ocean of consciousness, wants me to have endless reverie, wants me to indulge in illusion, wants that imagination to kill me.
I want to get rid of it, but I can't.
In my world, there is no color except this color.
PS:
1. Don't be fooled by the introduction. In fact, it's not that serious. The content is probably about daily writing.
2. Because there is no place to store it, I can only open a place like this to put some words.
3. If you can understand, of course I will be happy. It doesn't matter if you can't understand it, I wrote it for myself anyway.
4. Because I write every day, the meaning of the written words may be different, so the order will be a little chaotic. I hope you don't mind.
5. I don't know how to name names, so the name of each text is replaced by the date.
Anyway, thank you.