The purpose of life is something waiting for you to discover. You can only find it by taking this journey, by following the path, by learning as you walk and by gaining greater perspective and understanding gained while a person becomes an adult in the Knowledge Way.
This is my story. Various kinds of flavors I have tasted, bitter, bitter, wounded, sore, sad, humiliated, hopeless, all the phases of a bad life I have passed. At the moment everything is a success. All the painful words may not be enough to describe the suffering. Let alone school, to eat and survive also have to struggle in poverty. willing to accept unbelievably rude verbal abuse. Countless, inhumane treatments that do not care about me, For a bite of rice, I often have to accept too heavy a job for my age. On the streets that apply is not a law of society that is full of rules and manners, but the law of the jungle that relies on physical strength to be resisted to match the rice.
I do not know my parents. I must tidir under the bridge, holding the wind at night. the tearful days I've been through are commonplace in my life. I am a humble bum for those who look, but I do not hate because this is my life and I realize my struggle will proceed to continue this mortal life