First Watcher Why Do People

Life Hurls Us Like A Stone, And We Sail Through The Air Saying, "look At Me Move.

The Inventor Of The Mirror Poisoned The Human Heart.

I Believe That Saying A Thing Is To Keep Its Virtues And Take Away Its Terror.

Once We're Able To See This World As An Illusion And A Phantasm, Then We Can See Everything That Happens To Us As A Dream, As Something That Pretended To Exist While We Were Sleeping. And We Will Become Subtly And Profoundly Indifferent Towards All Of Life's Setbacks And Calamities. Those Who Die Turned A Corner, Which Is Why We've Stopped Seeing Them; Those Who Suffer Pass Before Us Like A Nightmare, If We Feel, Or Like An Unpleasant Daydream, If We Think. And Even Our Own Suffering Won't Be More Than This Nothingness.

Sometimes, When I Wake Up At Night, I Feel Invisible Hands Weaving My Destiny.