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Space and time. It is just game of these two, and we are toys.

Looking at the evening sky, poet wants to embrace all those colors and live all, while a philosopher feels to understand what each color and a sky behind them mean.

every story has a small content of 'not life' things. if it doesn't have any, it will be a life, plain, simple and uninteresting. an artist tries to hide and minimize these spots and tries to make story worth living. in every story there is something that is in us too, and yet, no story can fully resemble you, it can resemble no one. that is fate of us and an art. it inspires life and is inspired from life, but it is not substitute of life.

simple way to avoid sadness is controling happiness. they are just the same.

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