생명들에 대한 불. 고 번영하기 위해 우리가 세계에서 필요한 힘과 마음의 정신입니다. 동기 부여 싸움을,이동하는...당신은,이동하는 운동이다.이 부족의 이동의 원인이 낙담과 우울증이 있습니다. 낙심하는 죄,우울증은 메커니즘의 자체 파괴의 쓸모 없는 개인이다. 이 책은 당신에게 에너지의 운동과 영감을 따랐습니다. 이 책의 소스도의 힘과 마음의 정신입니다. 는 방법을 배웁니다 왜 살고,싸우는 방법과 승리합니다. 당신은 배의 구조를 이 세상의 내부 역학입니다. 나는 당신을 말할 것이다 어떻게 에너지를 얻고 있다. 고 마스크에서 원수를 그들에게 보여 그들의 진정한 얼굴,그들의 약점과 그들의 장점. 전사지 않은 한 사람을 파괴,전사가 한 사람을 만듭니다. 내가 만드는 방법을 가르쳐 삶입니다. 나는 당신을 가르치는 방법을 보호하는 삶입니다.
They say that in olden days all kind people asked themselves these three questions before saying something. And if they had even any slight doubts, they preferred not to say it.
Approximately fifty per cent of good deeds and phenomena get done and happen on their own, doesn't matter whether miraculously or by inertia. While doing anything it's important to move off dead center and start. And later it's often possible not to do anything as it will get done on itself if one doesn't stop it from being done.
Even when everything's going wrong, it's necessary to relax … exhale … say to oneself that such is life and keep on doing things in a relaxed way… Generally, statistics show that 90 per cent of problems and difficulties fade away on their own. And if they didn't fade away, well then it was not meant to be…
The world is an illusion: it's exactly the way …a beholder sees it… *…another detached beholder sees already a different world. * ...the world exists only in the mind of the beholder… * The more a beholder differs from other people the more unique world he's able to observe; ….the more perfect a beholder is …the more perfect experience he can get from his observation.
But what if the cards in the set are not what are meant to be there… Strange right?… You think there're 4 aces in the pack …but there're 11. A queen is often older than a king, … and a knave…
Nothing makes sense... Halls are endless. There's a dead end behind any door. Good sense turning into laziness,... suggests that one should stop and die...
But stupidity warmed by hope makes one raise and crawl forward slowly, to face a better future that slightly resembles an illusion...
To understand life one should understand the grief of a pencil made to draw but locked up and forgotten in a dusty drawer of a writing-table instead...