There’s neither theory here, nor Arcanum or history. There’s only fragmented image here, normal scenes seen from two little eyes of a tiny person.
No need of analysis or investigation, but look forward to thinking. What can you see from your two beautiful shinning eyes?
　　Faddish dress, deluxe banquet, famous automobile, huge cartilage, fortune with astronomical figure, flourishing city, lively entertainments, excited international party,   I like these things, that gives no cause for more criticism.
　　I don’t want to see those things, for example, destitution, hungriness, war, brannigan, pilfer, snatch, abduct and traffic people, storm, earthquake, floodwater, global warming, financial bubble, break, unemployment, bankruptcy, homeless, begging.
But I see those things inevitably.
　　History does not give us the heavy responsibility; the law also does not limit our responsibility. Moral, obligations, conscience, we do not seem to have any of the requirements and constraints. We can have a clear conscience region alive, to enjoy, and then inevitably, death.
Sky under Hunhundundun, mixed Chaos, birth and death, unlimited grand, minor and tiny, as a person, I feel like a grain of sand, a piece of dust, what you have thought and done could not have any effects to the unlimited universe.
　　But I am part of the universe.
　　You are the same.