
a contradiction that cannot have a correlation. Gelita or light, blemish or full, plural or single— one will appear to obliterate the other.
As for Mortal and eternity, not in line, it must be a different way home. So too, with heaven and hell. A counter that has no correlation, a different-sided journey.
Then, I started asking." Where are we going?"
Honestly, the struggle to just get the lowest heaven is still not worth calling the struggle.
And then, we ask again.
"Then?"
Just make it up, just fight, do not get tired, because the achievements of heaven can not be obtained easily.
\~under the sky
Reina closed the book.
Everyone has hope for themselves in the future. Wishing he could be a better man, hoping to get the best.
Reina was so, even in the eyes of others she was different, but for her she was still the same. There's still a lot to fix, there's a lot to fix.
He still jokes with his boyfriend, still often gather with his friends who are sure to be with his boyfriend too, still often out of the house to just have fun. Reina was still the same, still with his efficacious attitude that he could not control, still with the ugliness of his character, the lameness of his worship.
Reina thinks to really be able to change, not just feel forward but just walk in place. Not just changing the cover, though,
Because, "Not every small act will be laid out on him two sheets that say why? And how? What is the purpose and how?"
Everyone knows what they are doing.
Some people know how they do it.
But few people know why they do it.
"There's nothing else I have to do but be more earnest, hopefully facilitated." said Reina, steady.
Days pass like water flowing from the mouth of a jar. It felt fast, but Reina's feeling was not that calm. It was like being crushed by stone, it turned out that it really was not as easy as imagined, it turned out that religion in totality was not as weird as thought. It is difficult, it takes a struggle to be able to stand solidly like a palace pole.
Reina tried not to complain, even though she felt very sweaty. But in the end Reina understood, that the matter of life is not just about fun at all times.
Reina became more appreciative of time, so more appreciative of herself and others, it turns out, though not easy, even through a road full of sharp gravel, and a, the change directed to God is delicious. Though she cried her eyes, but her heart was happy. Even though his physical pain, but his inner health.
Reina admitted, she lost a lot of fun. But his heart was strong, for he was sure that not everything he liked was good for him, nor was everything he hated bad for him.
The hope of being strong and strong on the privilege is very high.
Seen from how his progress in improving his routine, his war, and his worship.
And all of them have an impact on his humility.
In the not too distant future, Religion slowly turns the girl into a better girl.