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احساس، احساس وظیفه رو درک نمیکنه، ولی عقل میکنه.
عجیبه! عقل باید احساس کنه!
یا چیز دیگس که احساس وظیفه رو درک میکنه؟
how large are you as a being?
what's your capacity?
how much can your inside, say your heart, brain, soul, whatever you say, take in?
me?
well,
they say, our inside is infinite; I think so, sometimes.
-when things get lost on my eyes.
others say, it is finite; ironically, I see it too, sometimes.
-when the beauty of a flower drips down my eyes.
how about you?
have you ever found anything that can fill your heart or satisfy your ambitions? even a wish?
have you ever felt the beauty of a tiny flower expanding your capacity while gazing at it?
if you've had none, try to have both. it is worth your time and effort.
what a beautiful day it is... if only I had eyes on things like this sooner...
