There are always people who are curious about what the pupils of God are like. When Buddhism flourished in the Tang Dynasty in the seventh century, monks said it was colorful glass light. Children at the end of the twentieth century said it looked like a kaleidoscope. In the 23rd century, there are always people who see it as ball lightning and the spiral arms of the Milky Way. These cognitions are difficult to refer to, and the eyes of gods on the murals and sculptures of the past dynasties are just holes. In fact, this is the answer, everything is and everything is nothing. If you see me with my form and seek me with my voice, you will follow the wrong path and will not be able to see the Tathagata. Luo Bodhisattva said this is the most distant and vicious PUA. Luo Bodhisattva looked at the pupil of God and saw that it was a mirror. He looked in the mirror again and again, and saw the answer in his own eyes in the mirror. A few broken and short-circuited wires looked like a broken belt, or a person's formatted brain.
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My entire impression of "Mother" is a 132-year-old photo of a white dwarf. On the eve of the demise of human civilization, antique film enjoyed a last feverish revival. He stood under the extinguished street lamp. His suit was blood red, his silk scarf was colorful, and his eyebrows were slanted into his half-length messy hair. He was holding a match between his teeth, trying to put it out, and I saw his face when the light of the fire blew. He is a man who paints his eyebrows with charcoal and rubs his lipstick with human blood. But at the same time you heard me right, he is my mother. Also your mother. The mother of all our survivors. This was the first curse and the last blessing he left me. He looked at me like he was looking at his other crazy self 132 years after his death.
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Cybermyth, Liu Dimei x Luo Bodhisattva, 1v1
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Intention: endless life
