What I enjoyed most about my conversations with I was that they hardly existed. =P More than several we spent time together at others' presence. To them we spoke a plenty, with each other we said little. I imagined it was wordless understanding? It functioned fairly well to me. =P Another short msg to each other a minute ago, and I realised what I wrote was what remained submerged and not allowed to be aired to others. He asked if he was extreme. It was obvious people no more think of right and wrong, or true and false. And visit to K***nite confirmed it, how many people at present do openly walk on the contrary of God, considering it as contemporary, or even stark courageous. Man walks wrong naturally. If there wasn't a radical turn, it was not a turning at all. This I must continue to remind myself. I told him not to be scared to speak to the conscience of every man he meets. Terrified by my own comment. >.<

posted by Graciana@Home at 6:07 am