Book: Gem. Page 2



Who we should be, not wandering. Who loses himself, finds the world. Who finds peace, finds himself. Who feels, that rises above all and dissolves into eternity. A person always feels only himself.
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All deep things in the dual form, only a mediocrity is always the same.
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Bright and full of live only those who with all my being surrenders to the moment and live them like nothing.
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To dominate another man, just ruling themselves.
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There's nothing deadlier love; lose the freedom of the senses - lost and someone brings it to the victim. Renouncing itself, once you get into the dependence. All gentle desire - deception and a trap. You must always be alert, no other way.
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Speaking about the laws of love, he revealed to me that what secret. Magnet looking for iron and attracts it, as well as iron magnet. But soon the magnet saturates the iron of his strength, and little by little it becomes full of his property and turns into a magnet. Then the magnet repels it. And looking for another iron.
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People do not know how to be alone, alien to the needs of spiritual loneliness, they are afraid of it, clinging over at least some one-sided love or hate, which in the unfathomable commitment to the schematic very soon turns into a habit...
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Who's got flair, he subjugates the accident.
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Feel free to look. These tears are not mine. As often happens when I see something like that down, or when something touches me inside and the door opens silently and I am distracted or lost in thought listening - then are causeless tears, about which I know nothing.
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The most beautiful woman in the spine when it is bent, as bending Indian bow when its vertebrae so gently, so delicately show through under the tight skin... when he abruptly naprinimali from slender neck and down along it occur and deepen narrow dimples, and they play light shadows, and the light bathes the back of...
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Speech and thought belonged to the man. A woman is born from silence. She lives in a strange land and only learned the local language; her native he never was. She involuntarily puts his secret in the concept that are inconsistent with its essence, for it belongs to the man. She is trying to communicate - and always in vain. Ever the man can not understand it.
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