Life is either a challenging adventure or nothing.
Life is unattainable, it cannot be bought, and that is the question that torments a person, and that will torment him. Who are we? What is life? Our actions determine who we are during life, and all the effort and effort to be eternal collapses when the second passes and we become just a number. We are no more and we are left with memories that fade and fall into oblivion.
Why are people humane? Why are we good? Is it because of the desire to reflect in the eyes of other people or is the spiritual beauty that burns in us not enough? There are many questions about life. People should remember us for good deeds, because that is how our people will remember us best. People often say that times have changed, that people have lost their humanity and that young people have a distorted picture of life and morals and have a subjective view of the world. Maybe times have not changed, but only people. If a man did what is his duty, despite the consequences, obstacles, dangers and pressures, human consciousness, morality and beauty of life would be reflected in our soul, our desire and aspiration for humanity, because only when the soul is pure and sincere is it the greatest the humanity that people can provide.
That is why man needs catharsis. He needs to separate his body and soul to purify himself both physically and spiritually and to renew his truth and his work, and in the clear voice of his soul to show the beauty of his life and show that there are things that cannot be bought and for which, no matter how much money we have, we long if we don’t have it. That is why it is important that humanity arises from our desire for beauty and truth and from our knowledge that what we do is only valid in the eyes of other people.
People are truly good when they are truly happy. Disaster corrupts hearts and destroys characters, and there have rarely been people who have resisted the poisons of disaster and continued to love, appreciate, and help other people. It seems to us that we are unknown poets who dream of fame and success, and we do not suspect that selfishness rises above human aspiration, moves, understands and feels and destroys everything around us.
Wise people used to say that when we open our eyes to something, it usually means that we close our eyes to something else. We often close our eyes to the truth. That is the biggest problem of man. We often do not see everything because we do not want to feel the pain that overflows and overwhelms our being, part by part tears, poisons and makes us a living shadow that walks bitterly. We must not be bitter people, because every man is stronger than forgetfulness, hatred and death if he shows the sacred essence of human existence with his virtues and deeds. It doesn't matter what someone's name is, or what religion he belongs to, but what he did for himself and for his life.