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In whom the spirit is weakened, he well feels his strength in others.

It has been many years since I ceased to develop as a person, accustomed to battles and environments from childhood, my competitive spirit is a thing of the past. Get better, I can't imagine it anymore.

with the universe.

In a healthy body healthy mind. Actually - one of two.

Quote in English

... inhale... aka flapping wings... fall gently into the serene embrace of the wind... soar... be weightless, transparent... read through... or in passing... it doesn't matter... just to be ... love letters ... breathe them and live ... without looking back even furtively ... so sweetly ... read yourself aloud ... in one gulp, barely taking a breath ... and then ... in a whisper to land on the ground under the fading of the heart beat ...

The weapon of a samurai is not a sword, but his spirit, dissolved in the void. (around, air, wind.)

Imagine that you are serving Baba and He is meditating on you. This is the inner spirit of dhyana, the sixth lesson.

Sitting in his room, he controlled the movements of his devotees throughout the world. Sitting in his room, Baba called his devotees to him at any moment from anywhere in the world, and sitting in his room, he sent his workers even to the most remote corners of the planet. Of course, Baba was God Himself. In his formless state, he is the core of the entire universe, but in physical form, he needed a permanent home. This abode was not a specific country or state, not a city, and not even an address in a city. It wasn't even a house at a specific address, but just one room in whatever house he lived in. The simplicity of Baba's lifestyle was simply breathtaking.

“You really are a witch,” Henrietta said respectfully. - Only not with a broom, but ... with an ax.

The press dubbed the rapist the Killer Clown. I hated nicknames because they were created for the sole purpose of instilling an air of mystery, and mystery is the foundation of the legend. And when nicknames appeared, the atrocities committed by these bastards turned out to be a halo of glory. You won't have time to look back - articles in magazines, books, television series and even films are already being published about them. But the killers are notorious scoundrels and monsters. They must be locked in dungeons and the keys thrown away. Instead, they get the spotlight and, albeit bad, but fame. This is simply wrong!

If you don't want to, don't trust me.

Charles Tansley - that's what's unbearable - until he somehow distorts, doesn't bring you down, doesn't belittle you, doesn't piss you off with this nasty manner of knocking the spirit out of everything - he won't stop. And in the art gallery he will ask how you like his tie.

Acting with the spirit, endow the heart with hearing.