THE TRACKS OF PERMANENT

Human life is rushing extremely and screaming like a fast train that no longer wants to forget and remember at all, on the numbered tracks of mortality! A pre-planned and Damocles ominous strategy: Death forces its mobile puppets into a chess game!

What we could and could do thoughtfully and so far: We could have enjoyed every minute we received as a blessed and gift, and we passed on the biological heritage hidden within us to future generations, with responsible and meaningful value-saving accounts, if it doesn't go otherwise, let's breathe further as a thought message carrier!

And besides, the most important task would be to know our message-forming footprints in the earth which gave us its gracious and moral richness as a fertile fruit - to despise the world, and let us testify with masses of manuscripts as a record document of the great jungle world in which we exist! We are shift guards! The perceptible hand-reliability of existence and the mortal indulgence of passing will take the days of our lives as a biting countdown so that we know better and more responsibly

to appreciate the wheels of organic existence in which we were born as a cycle! – that's why I have to guard the humanity of my moral systems with responsibility and determination! – Take care of all people, for none of us may know what will come as an account on the cliffs of our mortality!