He asked, "In the mausoleum there is a poem that goes:
If in one's heart
He follows the path of sincerity,
though he does not pray,
Will not the Gods protect him?
What then is the path of sincerity?
A man answered saying, "You seem to like poetry.
I will answer you with a poem.
As everything in the world is but a sham,
Death is the only sincerity.
It is said that becoming as a dead man in one's daily living is the following of the path of sincerity"
sometimes i think it's good to switch off and be numb for awhile, away from cconfusing things, i have been lately, i'm confused, do know i want to give/be love(d), has to be right though. my old friend patience again, darn this bucks fizz is good, sorry...