She came up last night to the Fourth Level. Normally when she comes in my house, she wants to jump on the sofa and do this kind of silly stuff. Today, I keep telling her to come up three times, she doesn’t dare. She just stays on the carpet, the doormat, just staying there, crouching there. I said, “What’s wrong with you?” […] She “just wanted to come and thank You. That’s it,” she said. […]
Now, many people come up, but I have to check it first. […] Only for the first and the second batch I was excited. Just like the first fruit [tree] that you’ve been planting for 20 years, and you have one fruit. Wow! And you wax it, and you put it on the table every day, you “worship” it. Oh, don’t dare to eat. Souvenir. But after the second fruit season or third season, every year you’re just waiting. “Come on. It’s time to produce some good ones. How come only that small? Same as last year.” You expect some bigger fruit, a better fruit. […]
I am on just simple food right now. I also don’t really like (vegan) chocolate too much. Now and again, maybe once a year, OK. You also don’t like? Chinese don’t like (vegan) chocolate, no? (Like.) […] Sure? (Yes.) OK. You don’t know, this is what they call the food for the gods. The food of the gods. It’s originally in Greek, they call it the food of the gods. […]
