the ocean [Theme] Page 4

There is one parable about a naive fish. She swam to the wise fish and said: "How to find what is called the ocean?" “Ocean? she repeated. - You are in it, we live in it! " "It? - the fish was surprised. - This is water! And I want to go to the ocean! "

Life is an ocean and a tight prison.

“If I know anything about Harrison, whom I miss every day, it's that he always wanted you to be happy. I wouldn't have Miles if I allowed myself to be buried next to Manny. Behind your shoulders is an ocean of dead people. But you live! And you love more.

Nothing is complete, nothing is full, everything is empty except you alone. But why are you drowning in the middle of the ocean, and not the ocean in you?

Don't close your eyes anymore:
I love to fly in them so much,
And sleep in empty clouds,
And bask in sticky words.
When Your Eyes Slide
Along me,
I turn into the sea,
And maybe even into the ocean.

Time seemed to Angie as huge and round as the sky, and trying to understand its meaning was like trying to understand the meaning of music or God, or why the ocean is so deep. Angie has long understood that you should not even try to look for meaning in such things as many others are trying to do.

My fault is like the ocean I'm drowning in.

My beauty is simple,
Not stretched through filters.
My beauty is in my eyes,
Looking at this world.
I'm catching the sunset again
And I see the whole palette in it.
I see the whole line-up
And I see layers in everything.
The world is bigger than the ocean.
The child of the universe is a planet.
From heels to head
There are trillions of cells in me.
Everything is smooth,
harmoniously
Cyclical
This is great.
The creations of nature are beautiful!
To be able to do that to a person.
And if the truth is God,
And God has a plan for the ages,
That first rule in it -
beauty.

An old acquaintance of mine disregarded advice from me and our teacher, crossed the ocean and laid eyes on Western medicine. I tried to point out to him his stupidity. However, I will not reproach him again. It doesn't matter what and where we learn, as long as our goals are the same, in the end our paths will unite. Just like downstairs now. People are happy that they are healthy. They are glad that others are healthy. A heart striving for such moments will not find disagreement between Western and Eastern medicine. I believe that he still hasn't gone astray.

The ocean is only 95 percent explored, and sometimes when I see that pathetic 5 percent, when you let me see them, I want to drown in you.

of people.

I go to the ocean to pray, this is my gate, and the boat is my cell. I do not receive payment for my expeditions. How can you get paid for crossing the ocean in a rowboat, for flying around the world in a hot air balloon, or for climbing Mount Everest? You pray that the Lord will allow the plan to be completed and the Ocean has passed. And when you are in the roaring ocean on a 9-meter boat and there is no one around you for thousands of miles, you pray very earnestly, it does not work like that in the city. Returning from expeditions, I paint pictures, books, and this is what I live.

The desire to find a solution that would suit everyone was akin to trying to drive the tide back into the ocean with a mop.

As the ocean changes color,
When in a heaped cloud
Suddenly, a flashing light flashes, -
So the heart under the storm of singing
Changes the system, afraid to breathe,
And the blood rushes into the lanites,
And tears of happiness suffocate the chest,
Before the appearance of Carmencitha.