One day, when I walked on the road, seeing the things happening Or just reading the news. Everything showed pitiful, with much sorrow. I tried to analyze the beginning and results. I tried hard by making friends, by working hard, But it seemed useless about my negative emotions toward the misery. Sometimes I have tears to try to sooth others sorrow. BUt . Fame, Fortune, Desire, controlled out mind, our behavior, our faith. Even budda or Jesus can't explain well about the importacne of fortune, fame, and power. I am not a winner in this society. I am a chess , because I have no ability to do better. So, how can we do tomorrow? It is my question everyday in my night. --

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