I know that men are so eager to be one among the stars.
I feel that damaged earth will never let men go off hand.

Sometimes, somehow...
I feel that ocean contains tears of mother earth,
that mourns over terrible great sin done by men.

Part of water which is cooler always flows to below surface. I understand that hotheaded men always want to be noticed.

Life is a dance of nature.

Snob corrupted.

Future warns us through current symptoms in nature.