Events come to pass. Like foam on the surface of the water, It is merely the result of the cause. You must not ponder over the possibilities, When nothing has yet to occur. Forget this not! From a dreaming heart flows the blood of illusions, Those who dream of the future gain nothing, Those who dream of justice become sinners themselves. Why do you blame the foam for disappearing? Learn to accept what happens as it is. That is because the world is constantly changing. There is no meaning to it, nor there is malicious intent in it. From a dreaming heart flows the blood of illusions. Thoughts born as a result of that are not truths, nor lies. If your thoughts are not true, Then you cannot be sure of what you touch or taste, what you see or hear, None of it. It is merely a dance of air and light, Nothing, but emptiness!
