A window. How I love a window. A bird, whizzin' by. Bumblebee. It's always different. The whole of life. The whole of life already framed. Right there.
The church gave me my work, my community, even my identity. And now the church was trying to invalidate that, saying none of it matters. So my question is what is it that really does still matters.
To ordain conscience for Heaven and Earth; to secure life and fortune for the people; to continue the lost teachings of the past sages; to establish peace for all generations to come