is a mystery ... Life is a flower with thorns indeed, you can't let go of that flower not matter how much pain you got from holding that flower.

The more blood you shed because of the thorns, the more you appreciate everything around you ... the less you complain about pain because there are many who hold other flowers with much sharper and bigger thorns ...

What would be the end? Most people spend all of their life looking for an answer, but they won't get it ... they were forced to leave that flower before they find out ... sometimes they get some of the answers but too late to pass it to the others ...

That is why life is still a mystery ... At least you can choose your path ... The path the end up with a flower or the other one that end up with ...

Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment. (Gautama Buddha)