Author: | NKOTO ONSIK | ISBN: | 1230000176780 |
Publisher: | ONSIK NKOTO | Publication: | September 9, 2013 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | NKOTO ONSIK |
ISBN: | 1230000176780 |
Publisher: | ONSIK NKOTO |
Publication: | September 9, 2013 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
In fact, the so-called spirits of the day were those who exploit to the maximum every possibility available during the night. They forget the concerns of the darkness to focus on learning. The trend requires us to bend over complaints if we only consider the negative appearances of the night However, the night was the ideal context to the preparation as they completely understood it That is how, the night was an exciting practice because being conscientious that it is from there that they find their qualification to shine in the career of the day.
We are told that we all are the result of spirits that surround us, though in my inner self, my dream, this great impression of perceiving things, landscapes even the people to whom I would resemble, would offer me the conviction to belong to a very different world than the one we share with my fellows. My world, I have known it to the same extent as the one about which Milton speaks in the lost paradise: ‘‘the mind is by itself its own place, from a heaven it can make hell, and from hell, a paradise’’. However, together with my fellow citizen, we were not just prisoners of the night, but generally speaking, each one was prisoner of the vision of his mind.
In fact, the so-called spirits of the day were those who exploit to the maximum every possibility available during the night. They forget the concerns of the darkness to focus on learning. The trend requires us to bend over complaints if we only consider the negative appearances of the night However, the night was the ideal context to the preparation as they completely understood it That is how, the night was an exciting practice because being conscientious that it is from there that they find their qualification to shine in the career of the day.
We are told that we all are the result of spirits that surround us, though in my inner self, my dream, this great impression of perceiving things, landscapes even the people to whom I would resemble, would offer me the conviction to belong to a very different world than the one we share with my fellows. My world, I have known it to the same extent as the one about which Milton speaks in the lost paradise: ‘‘the mind is by itself its own place, from a heaven it can make hell, and from hell, a paradise’’. However, together with my fellow citizen, we were not just prisoners of the night, but generally speaking, each one was prisoner of the vision of his mind.