The principle of going with the flow cannot be unified in knowledge and action.

The answer is right in front of me, why can't I see it?

Imagination, fantasy, a dazed mind.

There is a voice in my mind shouting, it will fall, it will fall, and then it will be shattered. Seeing others as big fools, but in reality, I am the true big fool.

These noisy voices are affecting me, fragmented yet incessant. I heard them, and then I acted.

Why didn't I shatter these voices?

It turns out I don't have a fundamental place of my own, no sufficient facts.