The universe is also a celestial body in the void, and this void we call the vastness!

In the eyes of all living beings, the universe is the largest plane, and they can't touch the edge in their lifetime!

However, in the vastness, the universe is like stars, innumerable.

There is a master in the vastness, and he dominates the ups and downs of the vastness.

In the vastness, all living beings are suffering, only by cultivating the truth can we transcend layer by layer, cultivating the truth, cultivating a small truth, cultivating a great freedom, and cultivating the great terror of transcending fate!

However, breaking through one cage reveals a larger cage, layered on top of each other, and never ending.

Xiuzhen, there is also a great terror!

The ants don't know the breadth of the sky, and dozens of days are a reincarnation, and the child squatting on the ground is like a god on the ground, looking down on the earth!

In front of the ants returning home, the young child draws a line with a tree branch here to be a moat, and there is a flood of urine, and it is easy to see that he is allowed to drag the food residue into the burrow safely. If you see that the eight characters do not match, press that finger, and it will be ruined.

Is there cause and effect?

Is there a traceability?

All sentient beings are suffering, if you talk about the way out, the only way is to cultivate the truth!

Ants don't know the world of children, just as children don't know the hardships of their parents, and extrapolate their perspectives layer by layer, villages, small towns, county seats, provincial towns, countries, all seas and continents, planets, the Milky Way, and the universe.

For the ants like the supreme master of the child, it is also at a loss.

Like ants!

Because I don't know, I want to know!

The more you know, the more you panic!

This is the limit of our cognition, just as we are carefree at the age of ten, we are eager for love at the age of twenty, we are working hard for our careers at the age of thirty, and we are already afraid of the aging of our parents and the shortening of our life span at the age of forty!

Is death the end?

When the flesh returns to its origin in the world.

When carbohydrates melt into the earth.

The mountain, the water, the tree, the wind.

Why am I not here?

Is the planet the end? What about galaxies? What about Starfield? What about the universe? What about beyond the universe?

Is there a new world that allows us, insignificant people, to travel through time with a longing eye, and through the power of thought?