

Life itself is a blank canvas; it becomes what you paint on it. You can paint suffering, you can paint bliss. In that freedom is your greatness. You can use freedom in such a way that your whole life becomes hell, or in such a way that your life becomes filled with beauty, goodness, bliss, something paradisiacal. And if each of us paint our canvas with bright colors, the world around us will become more beautiful😇💗Do you agree with me? 😉