Paradise [Theme] Page 5

where the soul constantly blooms, on an island of sown happiness

The path to heaven is through hell.

- So that not everyone would come to heaven, but only a worthy one - the one who turned his life into a battlefield with evil spirits and defeated them.

God weighs the souls of the dead on a scale. On one bowl of the shower, on the other - the tears of those who mourned it. If no one cried for her, the soul descends into Hell. If there are enough tears and they are completely sincere, the soul rises to Paradise. Those who will be missed by others go to Paradise. Paradise is the space that we occupy in the hearts of other people.

Paradise has to be paid for.

Hell and heaven are near and far.

Those who decided to stay precisely because they would soon be able to return began to torment some vague sense of loss. The prospect of staying in the States did not seem as bright as before, although, in essence, nothing changed. And those who intended to return and before whom Europe, the old homeland always loomed, suddenly felt that now this is not paradise at all, but a devastated land full of all sorts of problems. It was like a weather vane: it turned one side, then the other. The touching illusions that they all lived with burst. Both those who wanted to return and those who wanted to stay equally felt like deserters. This time they deserted themselves.

The Face of Love is like a paradise in a promise! ..

But he did not stop loving his former dreams!

Man is vicious, a lush bush of sins - hell is full, heaven is empty!

Evening silence and stars,
Birds fly into the nests.
As if in an unknown distance
I'm melting in a sweet haze.
No one will break my silence and no one will know that I am in paradise.

Our lost paradise.

Our lost paradise.

Once again, comprehending humanity.