meaning of life


Living is wanting more,always more;
Wishing, not for appetite,but for illusion.
Oh illusion, this is the signal of life;
Love,that is life.
Loving till you can give yourself for what you love.
Forgetting about yourself,
this is one and the same;
Being able to die for something,that's life.
The one who only thinks of himself is no one;
They are empty.
Only he who can forget himself,
The one who can give himself,
The one who loves,
In one word,
He is alive.
And then you have it set in motion.
"Love,and do what you like."



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