Monday, February 14, 2011
Always is the distance from yesterday to tomorrow - Red less than
Important than yesterday, tomorrow, the next important than the past time and am tapping the keyboard characters beginning with the results of yesterday completed today, tomorrow, his thoughts on the keyboard or acute or slow to smooth, vertical jump to the lower right corner 23:59 0:00 has come to today, but did not complete the work, but also in yesterday's desk pillow. brush the next focus of the page, the little window pops up with many friends in the back. scanning the next, or the first thoughts to not break, and then go visit it ... ... 2:00 in the morning to complete the work more, have no sleep, I suddenly felt the eternal should be recorded at 0:00, I was writing before Sting's soul numerous times through the zero point Where have I today?! not panic, because I was without me, would have been me, I is existence, that is me. does not matter Unreal, Unreal is a true virtual. does not matter real, real is the unreal to the point. As you can see I, I see you. footsteps do not always stop, can not be taken to stop the pace of the previous step. the pace was not brisk but comfortable, because the jump in the zero moment, I proved the eternal spiritual existence. between two zero jump, completed a forever. life ... ... the body - spirit - spiritual ... ... it just how far ~ ~ ~ forever? is today beginning to the end of today, but also the end of yesterday to tomorrow from the beginning! Today you happy? that you are an angel today, beautiful angel happy for you to glory ~! small note: past, present and future is only one real world. We can go tomorrow, today But regardless of today, we believe that now, or tomorrow, we believe that now, corresponds to a real world. but tomorrow's world has changed relative to today's world, and today our behavior changes in the world of tomorrow. the body is like A 24-hour operation of the engine, over many years of consumption, it is bound to slow down aging, until it is completely damaged, it is the law of nature, no one can be spared. Our bodies were completed by the illness and death in the world of the ;, mission accomplished ah. the spirit of mental activity, thinking, etc., not necessarily of equal length with the life of the body, can transcend the limitations of death, meaning, in the vastness of space, leaving a little bit of shimmer ... a beautiful spiritual aspects ... is beyond the spiritual level, is free from the fetters of the pure nature of space and time. guess: What is inside the castle waiting for you? what you want, or do not want anything there ?<><> Sting A Thousand Years a tower of souls <> If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars, <> The towers rise to numberless floors in space <> I could shed another million tears, a million eaths, <> A million names but only one truth to face <> <> A million roads, a million fears <> A million suns, ten million years of uncertainty <> I could speak a million lies, a million songs, <> ; A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time <> But if there was a single truth, a single light <> A single thought, a singular touch of grace <> Then following this single point, this single flame, <> The single haunted memory of your face <> <> I still love you <> I still want you <> A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves <> Like galaxies in my head < > <> I may be numberless, I may be innocent <> I may know many things, I may be ignorant <> Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands <> Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands <> I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times <> Reborn as fortune's child to judge another's crimes <> Or wear this pilgrim's cloak, or be a common thief <> I've kept this single faith, I have but one belief <> <> I still love you <> I still want you <> A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves <> Like galaxies in my head <> < ;> On and on the mysteries unwind themselves <> Eternities still unsaid <> Till you love me
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