Humility my shield
There are sufferings that we inflict on ourselves as a punishment and others inflicted to grow.
There are sufferings that we inflict on ourselves as a punishment and others inflicted to grow.
Your life is before you like an ocean. You don’t see the shore. My life too is an ocean, but behind me.
Reach out, spit on the ground, wooden well, iron spell, if I lie I go to hell…
Our brain is just a computer. Who made the program?
Living one’s death, why not? But first how to do? Silence. And what is the purpose? Mystery.
A warrior treats the world as an infinite mystery, and what people do as an unlimited folly