|Date:||Thu, 12 Oct 2006 14:42:38 +0600|
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They will be what they are. It is a very personal experience. Does your house rest on that which is solid and real? And that is the foundation that is the reality of your existence, of the gift you are given every day.
But what if the one who is thirsty stops going to the water? In the life of each human being, there is the possibility to experience supreme joy.
Again and again, no matter what happens, the question always comes: What is the most important thing to you?
And when everyone is a stranger, who is he going to become friends with? And when they did, they had problems because they could not continue their species.
Their necks start to bend.
It is a peace that can be experienced even in the middle of a battlefield.
He goes to sleep; I go to sleep.
They had to form partnerships. All the other joys have limitations, but the joy within has no limits. They had to form partnerships. If you put a mirror in front of him, he would start barking at it, and he could spend the whole day barking at it. But who can bring back a breath?
The outcome is other kinds of trees have disappeared, and the eucalyptus has continued. All we can do is hope it will.
It is a very personal experience. When young boys see a nice car and a beautiful girl in it, they will turn around and look at her.
Where did you come from, and where are you going?
Some people like that. People create expectations.
We can waste our breath in worries or we can accept joy in our life.
People create expectations.
What the ending will be like is up to us.
This is where heaven makes the most sense.
After that, things have happened, and things will continue to happen. People say if there is no war, there is peace. It beckons us, reminds us. It is a peace that can be experienced even in the middle of a battlefield.
Peace is possible with you. When young boys see a nice car and a beautiful girl in it, they will turn around and look at her.
They have gone to the moon.
Once upon a time, the great-great granddaddies of the trees you see were all in the ocean.
Knock, and it shall be opened unto you. How will their thirst be quenched? There was an archer who came to town, and he was an incredible marksman.
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