From the nothing comes everything
And everything becomes nothing
We got spirals of advices
Thousands of seas of wise words
But all human beings
Have their own reality
Every soul follows its route
With a different velocity
That's why, my dear ones,
when I die
Don't miss my presence
The pleasures we lived
The problems we went through
Learn from my mistakes
coz not always is the water clear
From the nothing comes everything
And everything becomes nothing
i just read this in a mail...dont know who wrote it!!...i m in no mood to think of what sense it makes.....its just that i know it does make some sense....
not always is the water clear.....the waters cant be murkier...believe me .....too much of filth around.
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