The smoke from the cooking pots is shimmering, and the dust is swirling. In this originally filthy world, why are there always so many people who think they know everything and even want to save others?
It's ridiculous and sad. We all just live a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife. You can just take it if you want. Why bother to pretend to be a hanging pot to save the world?
I have been used to being barked by foxes since I was a child, and I have long lost my heart. It is wonderful to play tricks and laugh at those miserable ants-like lives.
It turns out that everyone is having such a miserable life, so I feel relieved.
Intention: Even if the world is turned upside down, it will be righted one day.