#α£α α¨ααΆααααα· Awaken the conscience
α αΌααα»ααααα αΆαααΏααααΆααααα αΆααΆαααα’αααααΎαα’αΈα
Do not wait for things to get better.
ααΆαααΈαα·αααΊααΆαα»αααααααααα»αααααΆααααΆααααααΆααα
Life is a complex journey, often filled with suffering.
αααααΈαααΆαααΉαα’αααΈααααααα’αααααΆαα
Learn to find joy in what you have.
ααΎαα·αααΈαααΆααααααα’αααααΉαα’αααααααααΆα αΎα ααΈαα·ααα·ααααααΆααα‘αΎαα
If you do not find happiness, time will run out; life is uncertain.
ααΆαααααΆααα
α’αΆαα·ααααααααα ααΆαααααααααααα αα αα·ααααα α·α ααααααααΎααα ααΎαααΌα αααααΉα ααΌαααΆαα₯αααααΉα ααααΌα ααααααα α
A Poetic Reflection
The sun inevitably turns toward the west each day;
Observe it closely, and you will see—
The body, lacking lasting substance,
Is just the same.
α αΌααα»ααααα αΆαααΏααααΆααααα αΆααΆαααα’αααααΎαα’αΈα
Do not wait for things to get better.
ααΆαααΈαα·αααΊααΆαα»αααααααααα»αααααΆααααΆααααααΆααα
Life is a complex journey, often filled with suffering.
αααααΈαααΆαααΉαα’αααΈααααααα’αααααΆαα
Learn to find joy in what you have.
ααΎαα·αααΈαααΆααααααα’αααααΉαα’αααααααααΆα αΎα ααΈαα·ααα·ααααααΆααα‘αΎαα
If you do not find happiness, time will run out; life is uncertain.
ααΆαααααΆααα
α’αΆαα·ααααααααα ααΆαααααααααααα αα αα·ααααα α·α ααααααααΎααα ααΎαααΌα αααααΉα ααΌαααΆαα₯αααααΉα ααααΌα ααααααα α
A Poetic Reflection
The sun inevitably turns toward the west each day;
Observe it closely, and you will see—
The body, lacking lasting substance,
Is just the same.
#α£α α¨π°πβ€οΈπ§‘ααΆααααα· Awaken the conscience
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αΌααα»ααααα
αΆαααΏααααΆααααα αΆααΆαααα’αααααΎαα’αΈα
Do not wait for things to get better.
ααΆαααΈαα·αααΊααΆαα»αααααααααα»αααααΆααααΆααααααΆααα
Life is a complex journey, often filled with suffering.
αααααΈαααΆαααΉαα’αααΈααααααα’αααααΆαα
Learn to find joy in what you have.
ααΎαα·αααΈαααΆααααααα’αααααΉαα’αααααααααΆα αΎα ααΈαα·ααα·ααααααΆααα‘αΎαα
If you do not find happiness, time will run out; life is uncertain.
πβ€οΈααΆαααααΆααα
α’αΆαα·ααααααααα ααΆαααααααααααα αα
αα·ααααα
α·α ααααααααΎααα
ααΎαααΌα
αααααΉα ααΌαααΆαα₯αααααΉα ααααΌα
ααααααα α
A Poetic Reflection
The sun inevitably turns toward the west each day;
Observe it closely, and you will see—
The body, lacking lasting substance,
Is just the same.
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