The mind loves the unknown. It loves images whose meaning is unknown, since the meaning of the mind itself is unknown.
The mind loves the unknown. It loves images whose meaning is unknown, since the meaning of the mind itself is unknown.
Only thought can resemble. It resembles by being what it sees, hears, or knows; it becomes what the world offers it.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories