Fragmented visions, a series of flaws and imperfections, human estrangement and discord. After arduous spiritual exploration and self-grinding, exchanging repentance and peace for miracles, what do we want, we cry out to forgive others, and miracles recognize greed. Life is so hard, wishes and regrets are so kind, and a rich life is painful, this is all the truth, what more is there to hope for?
Seasons, truth, justice, happiness and misery are not enough, how can the soul be sincere? The answer is spiritual ordeal, moral repentance, peace and rebirth?
The surging enthusiasm of life has to contend with the natural will, so how can we maintain proper humility? Does such existence conform to the truth?
Arrogant reason, dissecting everything, nothing, despising everything, even manipulating everything, but never showing the slightest humble repentance. Miracles are beyond knowledge, and metaphysics cannot touch them. The art of creation by living people contains absolute truth. This meaning is everywhere, life has meaning, everything has meaning.
Modern man no longer fears, no longer shames himself, no longer prays. But those are all self-indulgent fantasies, the guidance of the Holy Spirit has been rationally resolved, and divine punishment has already come.
People are talking, cursing, singing, you show your soul, the soul is swallowed by the well, the future collapses into the present, the future is not the future.
The inner evil is just a prelude to the absurdity of indulging in God and manipulating hope; inner good faith obeys God and hope leads.
A purely spiritual dimension, a god's fool who has nothing but pity for the world.
In human nature, good and evil are opposed and indeterminate, belief and confusion, civilization and destruction, selfless humility and determined self-indulgence. Full of desire but no emotion, the unbeliever cannot understand the true meaning of religion.
There is no one in the restricted area, and it is natural to breathe, and all things are born.
Old beliefs are imprisoned by order, but only for a moment in eternity.
Miracles rushed out of the restricted area, stretched their roots in the ruined world, watched the glass move, let the roaring train fly away, the wonderful world returned, and the human beings were liberated. That is the happiness of the greatest moment.
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