One day, when I walked on the road, seeing the things happening
Or just reading the news.
Everything showed pitiful, with much sorrow.
I tried to analyze the beginning and results.
I tried hard by making friends, by working hard, But it seemed useless about
my negative emotions toward the misery.
Sometimes I have tears to try to sooth others sorrow.
BUt .
Fame, Fortune, Desire, controlled out mind, our behavior, our faith.
Even budda or Jesus can't explain well about the importacne of fortune, fame,
and power.
I am not a winner in this society. I am a chess , because I have no ability
to do better.
So, how can we do tomorrow?
It is my question everyday in my night.