With blind eyes, I see.

With blind eyes, I see.
JADE JORNDET

Listened…  

The December’s river share rapids in Involved the tragedy.

Son and daughter of two millionaires’ enemy is a secret lover. No one would accuse river tragedy does not was happened. If the progenitors of them are not antagonistic, it is the hatred of two families. The two young lovers need to get involved with no luck either. They die when jumping in to the river.

Two rich man so sad and there touched sense of sin. There are joining together to create two Buddha ‘hold the bowl Listened…  

The December’s river share rapids in Involved the tragedy.

Son and daughter of two millionaires’ enemy is a secret lover. No one would accuse river tragedy does not was happened. If the progenitors of them are not antagonistic, it is the hatred of two families. The two young lovers need to get involved with no luck either. They die when jumping in to the river.

up’ high 39-inch to represent the die young lover. The copper Buddha is a man that is presented at the south water temple. Brass body parts are as women enshrined in the north water temple. For the villagers brought the boat in the boundary wall of the eleventh month ‘Bun Chak Phra’ river festival, known as 'the drag'.
            Many years later, ‘the drag’ measurement of water lost amid in the November rain of hard strikes. Villagers from detection to seven days seven nights found. It is attached to the north water temple’s pier.

The comments Remote drag position measurement.
            How to float up stream both would surely not manmade. Villagers are believed to be miraculous, but no one looking back in the loveable vision.
Many comments of them, that the power of love makes a miracle. Buddha has swim to his lover.

Wherever reason that is it, But two Buddha are transformed to the supernatural in Villager’s mind all ready.

Many hundred years a go.
            Listen to, after the finish farm’s work at the almost end of March. When the transport paddy barn already. The villagers of the south water temple just have time to relax. Moving tools to shed. Then dissolved with time, drink, play ‘Saba game’ -sing the ‘tells song’. Some of them clean the temple. Wait for the ‘Songkran eve’ is soon.
            But this year, the villagers doesn’t began anything it must be crazy.
            Before the scheduled three-day ‘Songkran’, the morning before the blue light issue. The hangover groups from nearly villages. They walked and sing a song through the gate of south water temple. The stars are twinkling in they eyes. They pass the temple gate to the palace of Buddha, but when they look inside, glitter singing loudly tire voice been measured by the sudden silence before the fuss in the moment.
            "The Buddha leaved"
            Chaos wake the people nearly homes ran to see.

The twinkling stars pretty know what happened, but it passing over moment so quit.

To listened…

 That people judge everything by eye with the mental sense of touch, But is dominated by vision.
            Copper Buddha supernatural power up from hearsay, Stories promote faith, Faith added value by twelve corner palace.  

Hearts of sinful thieves steal Buddha, Unlikely that it is faithful or value.

I continued to worship the Lord as usual.      

Include being trained to live in a world of darkness is very normal. Using ears felled the sound of wind. The nose smells danger, the perception of touch or soft rough surface. And the mind will continue to target.
            From the pier when set at 9 step out. It is a sandy courtyard gate temple.  Hardness of the wavy pattern at the door was the beginning. Walk straight to the regular 12 steps before turning to the right, another 15 steps. Be careful to step-term fit. If too long to hit the target, if short to be lost like lonely in the deep desert.

With good step-term fit, I’m to reach the goal. There is dense shade, Cold wind blows gently .That is the shrine of ‘the drag’ Buddha. How will include the beautiful might not know for me. But when stand here hardships aura welcoming glow. Heart warming with joy of the faith…

By the way, I raised the candle stick take my hands prayer in my heart ... respectfully.

Listen to …the Lord vanished.
            In the night heavy rain strikes the end of March. While the current time. Not by a miracle supernatural power, and non-believers heart. But clearly that is contaminated heart sin.
            Hear the voice of men to interrupt me prostrate at a time.
            "Buddha would disappear and nothing felled. What is your faith?  The palace blank or defective steel bars that duty."
            Listen and imagine the steel bars that opened. The palace would be leave. People will not come through. The temple has no one care to clean and is abandoned people; religion will decline perhaps since, because the object of faith is lost.
            So?...
            I’m turned to the direction in which the Lord used to establish.

My blind eye searching for lighting, mind station some realizations first Buddha speech at ‘Maha Phot’ mega trees. Flowing like a river through a time more than two thousand five hundred years a go.
            With my blind eyes, I’m including acknowledgment of a warm light to the direction in which include stand.
            "Every day before, I've never seen what is.”
            Blind man fell down prostrate.