The Last Chance of Love Jargil

The saint told his disciples, “Follow your dreams, for they are opportunities to understand the truth of existence, change false beliefs, recognize inner weaknesses, and elevate the mind and spirit.” As he covered a blood streak on his forehead with his hand, twisting in anger and pain, he passed by the wall of the old temple and reached the plain. It was beautiful, and the wildflowers made him even angrier. He growled to himself, clenched his rough hands, raised them to the sky, and shouted: “I mean everything, I mean all powers, they call me Jargil… Jargil… I am Jargil.”