I looked to God for thousands of lives. I saw ... sometimes far away ... I rushed ... when I had arrived there, he had gone further.
This went on and on.
But I finally came to a door and the door was a sign: "This is the house where God lives."
For the first time I worried.
I worry a lot.
Shaking, I climbed the stairs. He was about to hit the door, and suddenly, in an instant, I saw ... If I hit the door opens and God, then what? then it's over: my travels, my pilgrimage, my great adventures, my philosophy, my poetry, all the longings of my heart.
all be over.
would be suicide! Understanding
, I took my shoes off your feet ... down the stairs because it could make some noise ... And from the moment I arrived at the foot of the stairs, I ran.
And I have not looked back since. I've been running and running for thousands of years.
I'm still looking for God, but now I know where you live. So all I have to do is avoid the place, and I can continue searching elsewhere. But I get that house ... that house I'm obsessed. I remember perfectly. If by chance you accidentally entered the house, then everything will be over. Tagore Rabrindranath
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