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The forgotten one

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perhaps the best thing you can do before falling asleep is taking a retrospective view on your life what have you accomplished? what did you manage to learn and understand by heart? how many cries and laughs you witnessed? how many people that are unfaithful to the words of honest and the people who are faithfully belonging to the temple of everlasting desire to exist by people? quite an interesting thing to mention is what could be considered "everlasting" if everything is trivial and forgetable even now, when people are dying everyday due to conflicts, wars, agony of minds, stupidness and pettiness of the humankind why? why would you be so petty towards this person? why would you let yourself to be used by someone else just because you aren't strong mentally enough? ... questions, questions! all the horizons i have travelled throughout appear in my brain very vividly and what's even more interesting is that i see myself via this prism of a traveller i had travelled far beyond the shores, further than i was supposed to i have seen many things that are not able to be explained and some of them are still on my mind what can i do with them? how do i answer the questions which do not have an answer! ... what if all i think about is just a little silly dream what if i can wake up and never see any of you again? and never think of you again? and never even laugh from the glorious victories and loses of the past? ... there is something far beyond the visual spectre that anyone can see by their eyes there is something more than the ability to touch there is the spitrual world that cannot be explained it's the spirit of you it's the spirit that leads you through difficulties it's the spirit which should remind you who are you and what tribe are you belonging to? that's the question you should find an answer to in the ranges of Tibet, in the ranges of the journey that will last your life