别的事物都有阴有阳。

Everything else has its yin and its yang.

而你——你有什么？

But you – what do you have?

你的测地线奇点绝不让步。

Your geodesic singularity gives no quarter.

你怎么既无限地大，

How is it that you are infinitely vast,

又无限地小？

and yet infinitely small?

占星师可是因此走火入魔？

Is this the point where magi lose their minds?