Winter flower

Winter and flowers? Together? I could never believe it. Never ever. But I'm wrong, there is one The ice flower. But the ice flower is not a winter flower. The winter flower is the flower of winter, the ice flower is the flower of frost. How beautiful life is when it blooms in winter! Just think about it! Pure and freezing life, perfect intellect and attention, You feel everything and miss nothing. Ice, cold consciousness, frozen demonism, frozen and stagnant superintelligence I am an ice wolf. I wander through the winter, through forests and fields on the cold but clean side of the world. There is no summer here. Um. You don't have to, there will be deterioration... and deterioration... anyway. I need the icy life, the joy frozen forever for me, Because the world looks at me in a pure and frozen form in some ways... But who is the flower? WHO? It exists only in itself, and its noble existence is what sustains it. The ice world itself has a noble existence, the frost rattles in its veins. He never dies, he has no life, he came here from life, Brought here by frosty fate. Eternal life already. Ice Age. Winter flower. Winter flower, frozen edge flower. There is no edge there, just an edge whose blades are sharp, cutting and edged. Winter is not foggy, there is no darkness, only ancient attention and conscious living space. Yes, but where is the living space if there is no winter where I live? There is no winter here, the autumn roses are alive. Autumn flower. Messenger, Winter's here. Icy tales. There is no winter. I don't have winter anymore. It never was, never. Never. I live in another. I live in another. It's eternal winter. There is no escape from here. There is no other way. But would I find it? Love is missing. I live in it for fun. Autumn flower. Messenger, Winter's here. Being. Winter is alive. A hopeless pastime. I fly on the wings of the icy wind. Another life has already opened up and down. A new world came to me there, the beautiful and hot icy harmony of life and dance. This is no longer a path, I wouldn't even look for it, love no longer exists. She will live, she has disappeared from me. Night flower. Storyteller, Disappeared. Wind. Ice flower, winter flower, snow flower Your life is much nobler than mine. Your ideal is a mystery to me, I follow you, you teach. Ah, mystery. Winter flower. Mystery, And it's over.