Everybody carries in a corner of his soul another soul until the later grows from within, incorporating, and it is not clear who carries whom through light and eternal darkness.
Contributed by: mara
The more people I know, the more I look into the mirror and slap everybody in there!
Every existence is a bending in the space-time of general existence and can sometimes become so dense that it does not resonate with anything from outside.
In the kingdom of heaven, like among men – today you are god, tomorrow no one knows you.
A shroud lies ahead and behind many truths. Reality is (sometimes) a glass wall no ray of light reaches.
Writing – graphical marks (scribbling) of consciousness and soul on infinity's palm.
Both writing and thinking, like children, require plenty of patience till growing up.
For quite a few millennia, the man has been trying to restrain souls, striving to keep himself outside.
Wealth is the pocket you take ephemeral from to by the ephemeral.
Each morning, on the reality tree's branch towards the people, I listen to the bird of hope.
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