And if you cannot be saints of knowledge, then, I pray you, be at least its warriors. They are the companions and precursors of such saints.

It's like the Tibetan Wheel of the Passions. As the wheel turns, the values and feelings on the outer rim rise and fall, shining or sinking into darkness. But true love stays fastened to the axle and doesn't move.

Maybe it was always that way, discoveries happened because they needed to happen.

Some silly things makes me laughter!
" One old man, who had thick and broad eyebrows ".

Written By Jenifer Y

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