This question occupies to us people since millenniums. Why have we been created? Which is why are we here? Why must we take part here in all this if one day we must die anyhow? Does everything really have in what we take part there, a sense? Or have we simply originated by chance? Are we really descended from gape? Was there really an evolution?
mensch which can even think a little bit which exactly observes nature and observes, in addition, itself will find out sooner or later and accept that this system is put here which functions so perfectly not on itself, but is steered by an intelligent and extensive strength. This strength, this intelligence, we call God. Though we cannot see God with our earthly eye, but we can feel him if we wanted it. We can also not see air to beispiel, but they existed and we cannot survive without air.
God has created us.
He has given us the life and he will give to our life here on the earth one ends. Exactly as an ant has her duties towards God, the person also has his duties and his responsibility towards his creator who gave him this responsibility. So that he can follow these duties, he is equipped very well with his human organs and unique discernment, with his conscience.
Bir aşk kadar zehirli,bir orospu kadar güzel.
Zina yatakları kadar akıcı,terkedilişler kadar hüzünlü.
Sabah serinlikleri; yeni bir aşkın haberlerini getiren
eski yunan ilahelerinin bağbozumu rengi solukları kadar ürpertici.
Öğlen güneşleri; üzüm salkımları kadar sıcak.
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