Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.

When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.

When you hurt someone, it is like throwing stone in lake & once it hits water you don’t know how deep does the stone goes.Take care to remember when you hurt someone it could be ripple of hurt or a tidal wave of destruction.

What we want is to make something that fills utterly the sight and can't be used to make life only bearable.