Shinkai-esque lifestyle commentary "Through writing, we know how people saw their world thousand years ago; through our writings, people a thousand years from now will see us"
Random afternoon thought
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A kind of mood when the shades of trees quietly walked away the sun had just completed a meditative painting.
We never forget people need to eat and sleep to be alive people need to work and learn because these are the principles of life we must keep in mind sometimes i can't forget many troubles and qualms why haven't i forgotten them yet it's not always a good thing to let certain memories remain too long i know many things in life that shouldn't be forgotten i also know there are things that should and must be forgotten we can only try our best to clear out the misgivings scruples that make the heart die a little each day so our inner space can be bright and spacious again our life can have back and reserve its vitality and exuberance.
Precious sword of cyan bronze the power of which unmatched as poems of mythology always tend they never tell you the final answer like the five greats he suffered from east to west he ran and searched through battles and ambushes they keep coming up but the eventual green spirit and heart disappeared like the dearly departed a return to mundane ashes and dust only despair surges to the surface the answer is actually simple it is in the midst of his throes first, the swordplay of Jade Maiden second, the toad skill and serpent staff third, the dog beating staff technique fourth, the time flicking skill fifth, the melancholic palm one of the five is a riddle waiting to be solved as is the world waiting to be saved evil waiting to be destroyed the countdown to the choice is on the godly condor splits the peak the earth turns to peace the secluded rainbow of romance will streak across the clarity of the victory.
The breathing of the earth frozen with ice and snow the rivers fenced in by mountains the light got its body swallowed by night and my freedom fettered by fears and anxiety on the daily they say if you shift perspectives for a second the earth however barren is adorned with snow and ice the rivers however tortuous are accompanied by lumps of the mountains no matter how dim the light it has the backing of the night and as tethered as i am there's still little freedoms you know like here and maybe there but not one i can see it must have been just me.
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