They say that the real death of a person is not when the hospital announces that your body has lost vital signs, nor when everyone holds a funeral for you with sadness, but when the last person in the world who remembers you forgets you.
Maybe a few years later, or even a few lives later, some descendants will mention what kind of ancestor they once had, and after that, there will be no mention of your existence.
At this time, you may have really died, as if you have never been in this world. There is no longer any bond worthy of your connection with the human world. You took one last look at the human world, how beautiful it is.
It's just that you are no longer around.
Intention: I am all living beings, and all living beings are also me.