IT TURNS OUT.
Living is contemplation, believing is science.
It turns out that it is to turn left and right....
The night is a black shroud, sleep is death.
It turns out that every dawn is to be born again....
Sometimes life is to see the bitter truth.
Hopes are a disappointment while teaming.
Breaking hearts while "making hearts".
Sometimes it turns out that it is to touch the "tress of the beloved"....
Writhing in the dungeon while wandering the mountains.
Thinking about the years while getting tired of the moment.
While trying and toiling to solve a problem.
It turns out that it is to pile up new troubles....
Throwing ownerless burdens on the backs.
Even if there are thorns and stones on the right path enter.
Standing tall against troubles, suffering, and oppression.
It turns out to be bowing to loves....
To dive into a holy love.
To experience and know the pleasure in suff Show More