The Fluteplayer Puts Breath Into A Flute,

The World Is A Mirror, An Imaging Of Love's Perfection.

The Beginning Of Pride And Hatred Lies In Worldly Desire, And The Strength Of Your Desire If From Habit. When An Evil Tendency Becomes Confirmed By Habit, Rage Is Triggered When Anyone Restrains You.

I Love My Friends Neither With My Heart Nor With My Mind. Just In Case... Heart Might Stop. Mind Can Forget. I Love Them With My Soul. Soul Never Stops Or Forgets.

We Often Need To Be Refreshed.

Whatever Happens To You, Don't Fall In Despair. Even If All The Doors Are Closed, A Secret Path Will Be There For You That No One Knows. You Can't See It Yet But So Many Paradises Are At The End Of This Path...be Grateful! It Is Easy To Thank After Obtaining What You Want, Thank Before Having What You Want.