Human thing at least at in the extent one century half and more a little, ends the one's life.

If only that is given to us, at least I want it so spent and exhausted by any other one for me and it'd be alright.

After all, lately I whisper to my mind by itself, by myself, at least less than 100 years, we will hand over our own life thing to God or so, if the thing is the truth, it is so natural to give my all and time I had spent since I was born to this world, to all ones on the earth. 

I wanna dedicate my all to this globe, all ones on thr earth. Words convincing power to anyone is not the length of sentences nor pretending to be honest to anybody, you know.

Love assorts, and love means no compensation demanding at least to the one who wants to give it to anyone. But that is hardly possible to anyone, because nobody is perfectly careful only to any other one, but ordinarily, to the one, own thing can manage the one's mind. And it's so necessary. 

Thus, at least to me, only words chain in meaning signified at my sentences, that must be my own love. Though written words by my some intention, some ones could be moved through it must be nothing but my own felicity and happiness. 

No other thing is at least to me so integral. Only through my once conserving words idea, my hope to make anyone so happy will be made, if it embodies, my mind will be satisfied with it.

But, even in my life, occasionally, one true carnally gender love must be permitted, and in it, my happiness should be made so concretely and practically. 

But, loving thing is what should be so cooler distanced, that means reason necessity. Only absorbing in own love as selfish desirable one don't deserve true love, thus truly love thing is hardly gotten to anybody. 

Almost ones can have illusion around acquiring love. But true love needs so heavy perseverance, because we all are by nature imperfect around putting up with everything by nature. 

(Irregulaly continued)

Mar. 13th.      2024