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World Simple Truth, but To it...

Peace and reason are bored matters, but against them, war and wild are enjoyable.

We to some extent know it so well but tacitly.


In other words, stability and justice are uninteresting, they need perseverance, meanwhile impulse and destruction need nothing but spiritual excitement. It'd be so easy.


Though, job thing and duty are painful and everlastingly sustainable, pastime and break time and day are amusing thing because of temporary.


World and the truth for being are like these at least for us.


Thus, ones who obtains many things at persevering, and ones who can never do so and lose everything are both appearing.


However, occasionally, the ones who can enjoy at perseverance and only try to give only love to anyone are present at somewhere in the world.


They even losing everything in doing so, but even in these serially made lifetime, they feel only happy emotion. As if Angels are doing so.


No problem, hey there you, how you are so bitter at surviving everything, somebody must advocate your stance, even if you were only easy not accompanying ajny troubled nor not well done things, you'd be bored at that life, you know.


The last remained truth is that nobody is so perfect, far from it, never be God.

Nevertheless, after all, even ta any harder and seriously only agonizing times, making ends meet and breaking through any so troubled things, to anybody, that must be the most important matter.


And to the thing, anybody must be known.





Sep. 15th.  20×2