There is something dream like about this building. The moody blue sea? The grandeur of the structure? The isolation of the location?What I want to be when I grow up... Where I will live when I become rich... Don't we all dream at some point of our lives?
Yet all these are temporary... What we are here and now... What we own in this world... These are all transient.
Heaven and earth shall pass away: but my words shall not pass away. Lk 21:33
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