It really doesn't matter even an infinitesimal trifle; whether you started to write from the extreme last page of the notebook; or penned the first alphabet; from the barren first,
What's most important and quintessential; is that every word you wrote fostered the spirit of oneness and brotherhood; amongst every echelon of humanity and living kind; and for times immemorial.
It really doesn't matter even an insouciant trifle; whether you shake hands with your compatriots; using your left hand or irrefutably solid right,
What's most important and quintessential; is that every handshake of yours is altruistically compassionate; brings you more closer and closer with the spirit of immortally unassailable humanity.
It really doesn't matter even an inconspicuous trifle; whether you converse in your rustically bohemian native language or use Internationally aristocratic English; to convey your uninhibited flurry of thoughts,
What's most important and quintessential; is that every word that you seamlessly utter; forever mollifies indiscriminately prejudiced war; and mélanges the entire Universe with the ocean of invincibly unfettered peace.
It really doesn't matter even an ethereal trifle; whether you sleep in the voluptuous night; or unabashedly snore every minute of the blazingly hot day,
What's most important and quintessential; is that everytime you sleep; you do it solely to recharge every element of your body; to indefatigably fight against even the tiniest insinuation of evil; during the hours you were holistically awake.
It really doesn't matter even an evanescent trifle; whether you timelessly work in the plush interiors of the plush corporate office; or build tent and write poetry; inexorably staring at the Sun and iridescent Moon; out of boundless kilometers of empty space,
What's most important and quintessential; is that everytime you holistically earn your livelihood; you use it to the most unprecedented limits; to exist as the most royal person alive and at the same time afford the same royalty to your fellow comrades in
inexplicable agony and pain.
It really doesn't matter even a threadbare trifle; whether you alighted your left foot forward; or commenced each exhilarating expedition of yours with your right sole insuperably embedded in chocolate brown soil,
What's most important and quintessential; is that everytime you dared tread on effulgent earth; each footstep of yours unflinchingly marched forward only towards the sky of inimitably priceless truth; honesty; humanity and righteousness.
It really doesn't matter even a hapless trifle; whether you pray with devoutly folded palms; or raised all your fingers in synchronized chorus towards resplendently
gargantuan bits of sky,
What's most important and quintessential; is that everytime you pray; you earnestly ask for the celestial amelioration of living kind as well as yourself; from the innermost recesses of your amiable heart.
It really doesn't matter even a deteriorating trifle; whether you ate innocent blades of vivaciously whispering grass; or replenished the disastrously emaciated walls of your intestine with chicken; to mollify your hunger and inevitably survive,
What's most important and quintessential; is that everytime you eat; eat no further after your hunger subsides; and use every ingredient of fresh blood formed in your body; for the benevolently priceless service of torturously squelched humanity.
It really doesn't matter even a transient trifle; whether you married the girl of your own religion; or chose to tie the nuptial thread with an orphaned urchin residing; fathomless continents; languages; traditions; and religions apart,
What's most important and quintessential; is that whosoever you chose to marry; try and inundate that person's life with unsurpassable happiness; and spawn
a new civilization of fresh life; perennially amalgamating every bit of your virility with hers.
It really doesn't matter even a fugitive trifle; whether you were buried an infinite feet after death; or whether your body was burnt to parsimoniously obsolete and
What's most important and quintessential; is that till the time you inhaled your last breath; you fruitfully and by the grace of Omnipotent God; spent every instant of your life; disseminating the message of eternal peace; and wholeheartedly embracing every form of panoramically divine life.
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