An antique shop, suffering from endless reincarnations. There is an antique shop in the street, and every antique has its own story, whether it is sad or happy, or crazy or entangled. Regardless of the size of the object, every emotion wants to break through the shackles of life and death. I have no fear of gods, Buddhas, or demons. I just want to be a human being as I please, guarding the little bit of stubbornness towards love, and live a life as wildly as I want.
Intention: Being yourself is better than anything else