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Why suffering?
Why suffering? God just gave us life, and we start that in an unsafe world, Danger, suffering, hopelessness, pain, crime, death, and more But why? Why? Is God evil? No, no. I don’t think so. He is Love I don’t understand the creator, he knows our lives, in his river flow God, the God sees, hears, feels, and recognizes everything in our life In life, in ours what is given by God, and he is a victim, of and to our lives Just a victim.The only true. The loved. But no answer. No, no answer. God created the human life. Man is abandoned, forgotten, and lives alone Just alone, at all the time, every time, always, without his / her parent by God Cruel world, the world’s ocean is just a pain, sadism, famine, wars, and my life We live in this life mixture from thousands of years ago, since the Creation of God Needs to leave this landscape that is full of cruel pains. But where is the way? ‘Where is the way out?’ Master asked. ‘In the fate?’ I asked. ‘Right goal.’ He said. ‘Where?’ I took a question. ‘Where? It is not a question. There is no labyrinth.’ Master said. ‘But where?’ I asked. ‘Where are you? Where is the God?’ Master asked. ‘Everywhere. It was said this by an old theologian many years ago in Budapest.’ I answered. ‘He was right. Follow the right.' Told my Master.
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