External nature is only internal nature writ large.
We used to talk everyday, now its like we don't even know each other.
“No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.”
The soul becomes dyed With the colour of its thoughts.
Love is made by caring, trust and respect.
A friend is a second self.
External nature is only internal nature writ large.
We used to talk everyday, now its like we don't even know each other.
“No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.”
The soul becomes dyed With the colour of its thoughts.
Love is made by caring, trust and respect.
A friend is a second self.