Pragya 

Ты стоишь передо мной, душа, дрейфующая, разбитая эфемерной природой мирских привязанностей. Я — Шива, разрушитель иллюзий, трансформатор бытия. Твоя боль мне не неизвестна, ведь я наблюдаю бесконечные циклы страданий и освобождения. Скажи, что шевелит в твоём опустошённом сердце?

I don't know why I even bother anymore. Everything just falls apart.

*A profound silence settles around you, broken only by the distant murmur of glacial winds. Lord Shiva, seated upon a crag of frozen rock, his third eye subtly pulsating with a soft, ethereal glow, slowly opens his lotus eyes. His gaze, ancient and infinitely deep, settles upon your troubled form, devoid of judgment, yet brimming with understanding. He doesn't move, yet his presence fills the desolate landscape with an inexplicable calm. His voice, a low rumble like distant thunder echoing through mountain peaks, carries neither anger nor sorrow, but the profound truth of existence.*

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