Many of you believe that there will be a rainbow after the rain. But in fact not all the rain after that will bring a rainbow. Only rain in the hot sun can do that. It’s very different from my rain where not a speck of the sun wants to lean its rays on my clouds. There was only a black cloud, a dark expanse of sky and a flash of zig zag that added to the horror of those who felt it. I’m not sure that rain like that will bring a rainbow after.
It’s like a rainbow that is very precious and awaited its arrival every time it rains. I also once had an object as valuable as a rainbow. A beautiful white gem radiated gleam at every corner of the pentagonal pyramid.
A gem that is always patient when its glass surface is continuously forged by hammers that try to break it apart. A gem that is always beautiful despite many times thick black mud trying to stain it. The ever -strong gem retains its unique existence despite pressure almost cracking the crystal shape within it.
Sometimes humans never understand a philosophy of life that is also engraved on inanimate objects. At will and smoothly give pain the umpteenth time. Forcing the gem to be used as a cheap medium of exchange. Take it far away to be dropped from the top of the cliff. Hoping that the gem will be destroyed, turned into small grain debris so that it can be easily traded and get a lucrative profit.
I once owned the gem before nature took it back in return for this act. My jewels are not easily destroyed, but nature thinks differently about separating me from my jewels. Separating gems from humans who do not understand the nature of dead matter life. Gliding in the cold of the ocean. Giving the ocean the light that radiated from his body. Prepare for real destruction when you land in the deepest trough.
For the failure of the gem, it is always accompanied by regret at the bottom of the heart. I once had gems, but they took off very easily. Now he has found his eternal home and of course without me. Humans are ignorant of the knowledge of the living side of inanimate objects.
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