Loneliness

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After a while, everyone seems to be very alone. It's difficult to say exactly when. It may also be that loneliness is the beginning of increasing human knowledge.

Or it may be the beginning of loneliness to understand the calculation of the fingers.

Loneliness is meaningless, lonely? Is it very important to have a populated forest chest?

No, it's not.

Loneliness We hold on to the chest, just below the emptiness, where poisonous mud has a knee-jerk knee. It does not require isolation. People can discover themselves alone in a crowd of thousands of happiness. In the locality, hundreds of people can feel themselves alone in fear. Loneliness or loneliness for happiness, happiness or sorrow is not relative.

Our mind is an open school house. Here knowledge is accumulated, distributed. The textbook initiates religious principles, reforms and moral values. Seed saplings are the bright future and happiness and success. But when an unwanted toxic pest, wrongdoing, sin, guilt, wanting in the open schoolroom, when someone tosses a tail to fill his lip, it is only a matter of time. After that the mind is wasted, and the person holding the mind is like an upset, helpless person.

And the loneliness of such a golden spot in the sunshine seems to take its place and feel a bitter upset.

The mind has no boundaries. There is nothing to say the end. No volume-density-size or door fireplace. Loneliness enters the hut here, and then roam freely.

"Someone's bus on the Raj couch! Relationship of happiness lying beside it! The loneliness of everything lies in the middle of the two lives. Then the woes wake up, and the cause of the cause is unhealthy.

Lie on the couch, spend a quiet night.

With the touch of the hands of love carefully guarded, there is no more shouting.

It was the turn of "seeing ghosts even from happiness." But who does not have happiness? Is there a touch of love lying next to the prince? What is loneliness for him but not sitting in the open porch without invitation?

He who spends the night in the stomach with a heavy diet, does not have sleep in his eyes, but instead of starving, he spends the rest of the night in a fiery hunger, which is not his pain, his pain?

What kind of trial? Someone will eat! Someone will be hungry!

The mind is an object of great unseen invisible form.

Because of this mind is unnecessarily upset. Lost to escape loneliness is to find the past. The tearing of a torn relationship makes it worthless.

Not understanding the light, the eyes of the gold deer rush to find more. The sin of policy does not overlook the glory of the sinner.

People are shameless.

When given the opportunity, they mourn the loss of a lost relationship, alive. In the midst of suffering, it becomes difficult to find what has been lost, what has gone past, which has been erased forever. Then the chest around the upper hand and died! Where is his pain! Insects of the insects on the ground, in the blue of the chest, do not understand.

Finally I know that people are big alone! On the lonely night of unhappiness, Anamne went down. I see the road goes away. The innate solitude behind the rows of trees calls forth. I'm free; Let's go one foot two! The path is longer than long; Still walk!

Hear the conversation of silence to get ears. Silent night came and stand beside! Suddenly the sky weeps loudly! Sky chest burst with sadness after my face, my chest! I laugh softly; I feel sorry for the living poster! Sometimes at night the eyes seem a bit sad! I find the unconscious compromise sleeping deep in the soul. Hoothat does not like to wake up! What can be avoided if desired?

Remember, Grandma used to say, we are not entitled to this life. We are only guests of the miniature! We came up with a purpose, to fulfill our purpose. Everything outside of it, all lies.

Believe me Grandma does not say wrong! But in the unwanted questions, the question is repeated. If so, why did he give these miniature guests the wisdom to reckon with such lies?

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