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.
