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    The dying minutes of years, in the manner of dutiful aggastyans, give man advice, and as wise and tangible instructions of compasses, force the labyrinths of the fertile brain to think! Man, as a traveler who wants to forget and settles for everything that has happened, carries on the erroneous decisions of his past through existence! We comforted someone with a strange unknown one minute later and tried to heal his spiritual injuries like the pain of spikes that remember everything forever with the healing balm of our kisses!

    And we have forgotten perhaps for an eternal and definite time – because we have erased from our memory the unforgettable and past characteristic figures we have respected in their moral vertebrate! Which thought safe or bank can preserve the rich and unforgettable treasures of remembrance? The characteristic minutes of the present are surrounded and multiplied by the indelibility of the past!

    And in vain! If we leave the destruction of the memory centers of our minds that may still be maintained by updated and knowledge, let us not allow, to moan and suffer the fussy nature of harmful Alzheimer's forgetfulness through a single precious gift life for every eternal and numbered minute of our existence! Over time, we can face the cells of our minds and brains that grow again as Prometheus!

    The whole useful humus materials of the great active creator will be fertile figures once with the grinding gears of being as eternally reborn uniform parts, but it is up to us to encourage this world to think!