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Mohammed.

And the soul will not forgive anyone.

- At least something will be great.

- Sir, puppies and pugs are also dying.

Woe to those who embrace sadness!

Grief is not universal for the development of the soul; some souls come to a low state from grief and dislike for them, and a much smaller number of souls develop by following the path of grief.

Then she returned to the ward fully armed with perfection.

One of the worst things about grief is that if you don’t grieve, you feel selfish.

The worst events in our lives have this peculiarity: the last happy moments before everything collapsed are always most clearly imprinted in our memory. Seconds before impact, ice cream at a gas station before a car accident, the last swim in the sea before you returned home and learned of a fatal diagnosis. Our consciousness keeps returning us to those happy moments, night after night, asking: “Could I have changed anything? How could I be happy at such a moment? Could I have prevented what would happen if I had known in advance?”

Woe to the one who tries to lift the veil from nature and woe to the one who lifts the veil from society.

Dmitry had a nightmare - a crowd of painted crappers with scales and yellow feathers stormed a machine-gun point on the mountain under wild chants, and those who ran back were mowed down by another machine gun. In the dream, it was clear that the machine gun was actually the same, and the reason for the illusion was the spherical shape of all earthly meanings and the eternal Russian guilt before some murky authorities (either local, or global, or again as with the machine gun).

I promised you recognition. Here it is. I knew. Deep down, in the witching hour. I knew. I knew that I would climb to the top of the tower over a mountain of corpses. We told them that we were easing the pain of the world. This is our greatest lie. Pain cannot be destroyed. There are no painkillers. Imagine this on a label. Although, I would sell this too.

Love and happiness to everyone! Love and be loved!!!

Even now, when the first grief had subsided, Ogneyar could not come to terms with the loss. For him, Milava continued to live, she was somewhere in the world, only now it became immeasurably more difficult to reach her. So the month, having never seen the sun, knows about it and strives towards it...