People do not know how they come to be. Even those with memories feel they've suddenly embarked on a journey of life. Although others seem to witness the beginning of this life, life itself remains ignorant of its own origin.
Isn't it the same with dreams?
In dreams, you suddenly find yourself within them, not knowing why.
Both dreams and wakefulness appear to know their end.
But where is the end of dreams? If you repeat a dream, does it mean the dream has no end? How does waking know its end? You know you'll die, but does death truly bring closure, or are we merely revolving in cycles of life and death like a dream, unaware of beginning or end?
Why do we not know the start and end? That's because we're merely in a process.
Shen Yue's words are concise, and someone as intelligent as Li Xuanba naturally interprets them in a complicated manner.
The wise make their thoughts few but clear, while the clever often think excessively!
"Indeed."
