
asks

, "Why do people love me, but hate you?

responds, "Because you are a beautiful
lie..."
"And I am a painful truth." 
: But what is it about me that people love?

: The

that passes with its changes, with its bonds and pleasures.

: I am seen as a world of

, a world of pain. And yet, people overcome it.

: But people forget about this eternal destiny that all

will lead us to, because...

: They prefer not to endure a painful truth, they prefer to live within something they call beautiful,

.

: But

will lead them to it, so what's so bad about you?

: Their fear is what makes their minds consider

bad. They consider it as a loss.

: The temporary

they have, where they pass their

as sentient beings...

: The

it possesses, the abiliy for anything to happen in what's called reality...

: Anything good or anything bad, as where they take the best for themselves, in order to continue with what they call beautiful...

: But there is

in the

.

: A world of

is what they seek... But nothing exists without its counterpart.

: The steadiness of

which they seek, but the flow of chaos that

has remains within.

: The existence and wisdom of

which they chase, but they flee the change of

.

: The freedom in

, and the prison that

maintains.

: The calmness of

, and the rage of

.

: Reality remains on all, and for them, it relies on our existence, and what we give.

: So you're saying they see you as the villain, and they see me as the protector?

: Yes.

, without you I wouldn't exist, and if I didn't, this would make them endure a painful destiny that they can't avoid.

: You can see us as the yin-yang, two sides of a coin, but the good in the bad and the bad in the good is still present.

: Well, you certainly did lecture me there, but... I think I get it.