Looking Backwards in Life
I’m not the opposite person. In fact, I am positive and life is for me because I decided to look at life again today instead of using close sunglasses. People always look forward, never look back … They are always busy with the future, never forget and do not take lessons … Sometimes seasons start backwards … Winters and spring … Death and birth stops. Another birth starts from birth. None of us look at this flow. We believe in our perspective from every angle or from every angle! As a result, we live in frustration, add new ones to the pain, we are ready to stand up, we are ready to wander like Notre Dame humps until we reach the ground forever.
I ran into a beggar. It says “deaf and dumb” on your chest. She spread her hands and told me to look into my eyes. I don’t know what I saw. I say not deaf mute. It’s like you haven’t seen him.
I came to me with a beautiful environment and a musk-smelling lady. I look blind and deaf. I don’t think it’s beautiful. Flaking makeup and flying scent … like a skeleton falling in front of me. I mean, how ugly.
My brother’s coming with me. He said he was going to lend me money, so I would. Not what I heard, but the words of the past are in my ear. I see the fiction that calculates how to be deceived, not the desperate one. Looking back is ruining my brother’s job.
I’m replacing my glasses with an office request. I looked back. Or if I come to that office, I can’t say, “Be cruel to those who say leadership.” I’m thinking about how to answer the other language. All I want is salt and ice. I’ve given up my will, my soul depends on it.
The whole world is my property, the reign of my soul. You’re my friend, send it to me, these are the things I can get from me. Which would be, which would be my friend and what would I say How hard it was to leave them. You don’t want to die, you want to live around you, you know evil and evil … You will inevitably shut up and shut me up!
I’il look back. Find him and I’il rebirth him. I never grow up. Just as in the womb, even death loves bile … Just as I promised my Lord in the Assembly of Elest, La Ilahe illallah Muhammordam resülullah!
He never tastes like he’s not dead, born, pure, and content with the Lord.
Now lie down, think about what you’re looking at and look at life in reverse. No Asuman, no light, you feel you can’t move and you see the body we exist!