It is the love of Jesus that blesses people of faith places higher than Jesus, in the eyes of the father they are blessed who love Jesus and follow him without ever seeing him, but live itself is a sign of God among humanity, among other sings of wisdom in the universe for the wit, and signs of passion in the grit.

Buddha loved Jesus more, for his peace and character, God gave him a place unlike any other as the master of peace.

Buddha once told me, those who pollute your peace, forgive them and move on, but let all the religions pollute you, for if you let just one, then you did injustice to all the other religions.

For you will never understand peace of you remained unjust, and you will never understand love of you remained without peace.

Empty the cup from all things, but at the center you’ll always find what’s at the bottom of your heart, and for a priest it will always be a cross.

O supreme Buddha, your peace is higher then me, teach me then, how to be you and still love Jesus more?

Find me another time, when noise prevails your peace, and the prayer house you’ll find their will tell you how the love of Jesus outwits the love of Buddha. For in the eyes of the children, all brothers are the same. We are the one big cosmic soup, from which you eat your Ramenyen.

Money oh Buddha, save me from greed.

When your food comes from your heart and to your heart from the unknown, from it you’ll eat one plate, and still leave for thousands to fill their bellies.

Thirst for peace O desciple, that which you seek as faith, your monk will give like you never lost it. It is all within, it is all in your heart.