tonight I've dreamed of death. Close he was. One of the dying man said, "I want to try this beer." I brought him a beer. Another said, "Go out quietly - I'll wait here" to his wife. He missed half of the body. One child had to piddle. I carried her to the toilet and then washed him with liquid Soap hands. It would die in a few minutes or hours, but there was at that moment nothing more important than this clean, sweet-smelling hands. What everyone dying at the end and felt dumb debate was this: "The great moments have weight. Care for beautiful moments. . If you are overweight " This text will now read some people - one will die next. Then another one. At some point you're the next dead man. the end, all will be dead. And very, very, very, very end, nobody will remain no one left. No longer human. Not in the north, not south, in any house, in any forest. Earth.
What will remain? What weight?
The good times have weight. Beautiful moments - despite everything.
beauty
is and if everything, everything, everything is over, then the universe to be something that is made of pure beauty. All beautiful moments of the total time to cluster together in this one beauty. And this beauty is important, be as dense and concentrated that it developed its own gravity. you will attract new life.
beauty
A planet made of pure beauty will arise and bring forth new life. And flow fragrant gold. And this gold will consist of the beautiful moments of your life. And everywhere is the comfort. Please fishing today. Search creates beautiful moments, beautiful moments. Each beautiful moment is a block of gold.
concern that smell the hands of dying children in the last breath of beauty.
And all the pain will be beauty.
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