yamghurotkenoy(prod by TemptGod)

Mixing: Brown.

Don’t give up on yourself.

You’ve seen so much ugliness—now you know what beauty is.

The dust-reeking mud walls couldn’t hold back the flood.

Don’t let your tears flow—hey, tighten your belt again.

You’ve lost a lot.

Look—soot has blackened the meat; it’s still burning, sizzling.

After taking a loss, don’t just complain—go look for the nail (a way forward).

If you shelter it from the wet rain, a sprout will still grow.

Fate is like “five stones.”

Our only remedy is what falls into our palm.

Throwing the stones into the air, saying “damn it.”

Sometimes we catch five, four, three,

two or one—or we start the game over.

What I’m saying is: don’t sigh—what was going to happen has happened.

Don’t force the hands that do the work to shed tears.

That distant relative you look up to will deceive the naïve one.

The new gift your friend gave showed the way.

My man.

Cultivate yourself—keep becoming a better person.

Otherwise you’ll fall into that kind of abyss.

And that abyss is a truly terrifying abyss.

It’s one that’s very hard to climb out of.

And you don’t have the ability to save that person.

In fact, you’ll be dragged down by them.

And when you’re young, you make a lot of mistakes.

You face these things with an upright attitude,

with upright values,

and you can always find a good side in bad things.

FISHPOND