Dear friends,I can still hear the song of the rainbow (ᾠδή = ode = song, ode).Perhaps the final stretch of the road cannot be reached by the body.Could you deliver me to the rainbow's side?

This world brims with amazing correlations;chaos is sometimes merely an order not yet discovered,and forcible tidying does not always accord with elegant taste.Would you kindly let it sleep in peace?

Fate does not first deliver the gift and afterward collect the price from people; rather, the gift bestowed by fate is, in itself, already the price.

X: My friend, let me teach you a secret known to none: everyone in this world is searching for a miracle. I mean everyone — without exception, everyone. Do you understand my meaning?

I once heard a saying: even when some things lie right before our eyes, we still overlook them. To see is not necessarily truly to see; to be seen is not necessarily truly to be seen.

B: What difference is there between the two? I truly cannot see it.D: The positions of God and man have been inverted! The consequences of this run far deeper than you imagine!

A: My friend, if I possessed the talent to prove to others the existence or non-existence of God, I would be filled with dread.

A: According to the myths handed down through our tribe, the Gods once passed through this mortal world and hid manifold beauties within all things.