The Search For Something Can Prove As

The Moment That He Begins To Walk Along It, The Warrior Of The Light Recognizes The Path.

It Takes A Huge Effort To Free Yourself From Memory.

Perhaps Love Makes Us Grow Old Before Our Time And Makes Us Young Again When Youth Has Passed.

The Desert Takes Our Dreams Away From Us, And They Don't Always Return. We Know That, And We Are Used To It. Those Who Don't Return Become A Part Of The Clouds, A Part Of The Animals That Hide In The Ravines And Of The Water That Comes From The Earth. They Become Part Of Everything. They Become The Soul Of The World.

He Seemed To Be Talking About My Fears, My Insecurity, And My Unwillingness To See What Was Wonderful Because Tomorrow It Might Disappear And I Might Suffer. The Gods Throw The Dice, And They Don't Ask Whether We Want To Be In The Game Or Not.