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A Warrior Accepts Defeat. He Does Not Treat It As A Matter Of Indifference, Nor Does He Attempt To Transform It Into A Victory. The Pain Of Defeat Is Bitter To Him; He Suffers At Indifference And Becomes Desperate With Loneliness. After All This Has Passed, He Licks His Wounds And Begins Everything Anew. A Warrior Knows That War Is Made Of Many Battles: He Goes On

He Is Now Walking From His Dream.

Faith Is Difficult To Conquer And Requires Daily Battles If It Is To Be Maintained.

Once In A Mental Hospital, A Person Grows Used To The Freedom That Exists In The World Of Madness And Becomes Addicted To It. You No Longer Have To Take On Responsibilities, To Struggle To Earn Your Daily Bread, To Be Bothered With Repetitive, Mundane Tasks. You Could Spend Hours Looking At A Picture Or Making Absurd Doodles. Everything Is Torelated Because, After All, The Person Is Mentally Ill.

I’ve Been Through All This Before,’ He Says To His Heart. “ ‘yes, You Have Been Through All This Before,’ Replies His Heart. ‘but You Have Never Been Beyond It.