To go along with the crowd is the easiest thing, but not always the wisest thing.
While there are certainly more jobs now, there are still not enough to go around.
If you come to visit me
You will find me behind the realm of naught
Behind naught there is a place
Where the veins of the air is full of dandelions
Who bring the happy tidings of flowers blossoming
At the farthest bush
Over the sands also you can see the delicate
Footsteps of the horseman who mounted the
Anemone hill of ascension at morning
Beyond the realm of naught the umbrella of
Desire has been spread
So that the breeze of thirst can run into the leave's root
The siren of the rain resounds
One is lonely here
And in this loneliness the shade of an elm
Stretches to eternity
If you come to visit me
Come gently and slowly lest the fragile china of my
Solitude cracks
ادامه مطلب ...The man whispered, “God, speak to me” and a meadowlark sang .But, the man did not hear. So the man yelled, “God, speak to me” and the thunder rolled across the sky .But, the man did not listen. The man looked around and said, “God let me see you.” And a star shone brightly .But the man did not see. And, the man shouted, “God show me a miracle.” And, a life was born .But, the man did not notice. So, the man cried out in despair, “Touch me God, and let me know you are here.” Whereupon, God reached down and touched the man .But, the man brushed the butterfly away … and walked on
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