In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled with mist and rain. ———— Tagore, Rabindranath
We see the world wrong and say it deceives us.
Chuangshi asked: "Deanye, what is the meaning of your existence?"
Ruiye said: "Help the soul."
Chuangshi asked: "What about yourself?"
Ruanye thought: "... No."
Chuangshi sighed: "You should go to this world for a while."
Ruiye asked: "What about my job?"
Chuangshi smiled: "Others will help you share the burden."
Rui Ye smiled: "Then I'll go."
Ps: Ruiye's profession is the God of Death, the one who holds a scythe.
Pss: In fact, Chuangshi kicked Ruanye off because he was too idle...
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