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<p>The ground was slipping from under his feet? So spread your wings and fly... Inflamed consciousness creates nightmares? So grey and chilly hands to the fire... The meaning of life has exhausted itself, and there are no more roads? So go off-road, where the air is so thin... And no matter how hard it is — laugh at this life, because life is funny. Because there is no impossible, because all the ways are open, because the water flows from heaven, and in the clean hands — the power to work miracles. Because when confidence appears in your smile, the winds become submissive to the movement of the hand, and the mountains recede before you. We are able to change everything and solve everything, to return something lost forever or to find something new, to find happiness or to realize wisdom, to reshape the earth or to embrace the sky... Because all of this-already in you, and need so little, simply step over the brink of the a cosy small reality, to which you are accustomed, to which you so likes to live, where there is pain and the desperation, separation <center>https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmZ5d3gBvuu7a4GkQhJ9r5sK6BpGuD694aS6CeyCbN2fqE/lin.d.st.png</center>