"Inside a completely sealed wooden box, lies a sleeping cat."
"It hasn't made any sound, so you know it's asleep, but when you open a crack in the box, you find yourself staring at the cat, and the cat is staring back at you."
"So, is the cat asleep, or has it been watching you from the box all along?"
"Or perhaps your 'external force' disturbed the cat, so when you look at it, it also awakens and looks at you?"
Cloud Sea white apple was sliced, along with a thought-provoking speech from Master Ping, suddenly came together in two halves.
Inside, the scene fluctuated, half coalescing into the Cursed Yin Dharma Form, the other half forming the Dao Ancestor Dharma Form, both unstable, seemingly still in a semi-completed state.
Or one could say, they exist between the 'sleeping cat' and the 'watchful cat', in such a delicate dual-phase moment.
"History, too, has two sides."
"When unobserved, history settles as dust."
