Many bases of words came to light from the shadow of captivity, because God gave me such an opportunity, words, bearers of mystery, to illuminate with my mind, like X-ray rays. I couldn’t find my way to some of them, but when I did, the joy was like the path to my home! It can be difficult to overcome the basis of a word, but the nature of the word is living, and it begins to meet the seeker of the basis halfway, to pity him. It’s not just that I find a good basis for a word, I love life, I catch the heavenly ray of the creator.