Excerpts from Dialogues and Monologues

Nico 2022-03-24 09:01:37


Let
them believe, let them laugh at their passions
because their passions are not real feelings, but the friction between the heart and the outside world. The
most important thing is to make them believe that they
make them as helpless as children
because they are powerful. "In the weak place, the
master is born weak, and when it dies, stiff
grass and trees are born and become weak, and its death is withered,
so the strong die, and the weak are born
weak and stronger than strong .


Isn't this what it says in the Tao Te Ching? Is this the poem of the tower's father or the tower himself?


Everything has its own meaning and reason.

Coming to the door of the room, the guide said: don't talk, just focus on meeting your whole life, people will be kind when remembering, the most important thing, the most important thing is...
yes...
yes...
believe it !

Writer: It's not a shouted wish, it's a wish from the bottom of your heart, the very nature of your nature that guides you in your heart, but you don't even notice it. Conscience pain is imaginary.

At the end, guide daughter:
I love your eyes, friend, they are so warm and bright
When you stare suddenly, like lightning across the sky, it contains everything
but I adore it more, when your eyes are downcast
in enthusiasm In an instant,
the gloomy flame of love cast under the fluttering eyelashes



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  • Writer: Listen, Chingachgook. You've brought so many people here.

    Stalker: Not as many as I would like.

    Writer: It doesn't matter. Why did they come? What were they after?

    Stalker: Happiness, more than anything.

    Writer: Yes, but what kind of happiness?

    Stalker: People don't like to reveal their innermost thoughts. Anyway, that concerns neither you nor me.

    Writer: You've been lucky. All my life, I have never seen one happy person.

    Stalker: Nor have I. They return from the Room and I guide them back. And we never meet again. Wishes don't come true immediately, you know.

    Writer: And you've never wanted to make use of this Room?

    Stalker: I'm fine as I am.

  • Writer: Suppose I return to our godforsaken city a genius. Understand? But a man writes because he's tormented, unsure of himself. He has to keep proving his worth to himself and to others. But if I'm convinced I'm a genius - then why do I need to write?