Sadness Does Not Last Forever

Our Time On This Earth Is Sacred, And We Should Celebrate Every Moment. The Importance Of This Has Been Completely Forgotten: Even Religious Holidays Have Been Transformed Into Opportunities To Go To The Beach Or The Park Or Skiing. There Are No More Rituals. Ordinary Actions Can No Longer Be Transformed Into Manifestations Of The Sacred. We Cook And Complain That It's A Waste Of Time, When We Should Be Pouring Our Love Into Making That Food. We Work And Believe It's A Divine Curse, When We Should Be Using Our Skills To Bring Pleasure And To Spread The Energy Of The Mother.

That's What The World Is Like: People Talk As If They Knew Everything, But Ifyou Dare To Ask A Question, They Don't Know Anything.

Her Heart Had Already Been Broken Many Times Over, And Yet She Still Believed She Was Destined To Meet The Man Of Her Life.

She Imagined Herself Both Queen And Slave, Dominatrix And Victim. In Her Imagination She Was Making Love With Men Of All Skin Colors--white, Black, Yellow--with Homosexuals And Beggars. She Was Anyone's, And Anyone Could Do Anything To Her. She Had One, Two, Three Orgasms, One After Another. She Imagined Everything She Had Never Imagined Before, And She Gave Herself To All That Was Most Base And Most Pure.

Our Selfishness Will Condemn Us To The Worst Suffering That We Ourselves Have Invented - Loneliness.