And then, for the first time you look around,
started to see more deeply
and the beauty of nature is revealed.
For the first time you listen to the harmony of the universe and
the symphony of the stars;
then everything starts to become more and more beautiful,
lies and lies of beauty are revealed
because your eyes have a penetrating force...
whenever you look
you go deeper,
and even in rocks
you see flowers blossoming...
until we started to ask:
"what we are
in this vast Universe"
and the answer was:
"Not even a small cell, not even a quark..."
but then, a small whisper started to talk with us
and this whisper is actually our ego,
and if you listen very carefully to him,
the ego will put you again and again
on a neurotic path,
the path of being someone.
The truth it's that the man is very egoistic
he cannot feel at ease
just to be himself,
he wants to be above of very much things,
above this planet and his satellite,
above this stars
above this galaxies
he wants to be above even this Universe
And then, when he become all of this,
only then
he will realize that he will be more lonely than ever,
and would like to become a man again;
As a child when he wants to be an adult
But after he gets and turns old,
he wants to play again like a kid,
but realize that it's too late...
After all I don't criticize them,
because all of us were born from startdust
and want to die
where we come from...
like stars,
like galaxies,
like Universes.
and, at the end,
that makes me happy,
because I always wanted to listen
to the harmony of the universe
and to the symphony...
of this beautiful stars.
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 9:57 AM UTC
And then, for the first time you look around,
started to see more deeply
and the beauty of nature is revealed.
For the first time you listen to the harmony of the universe and
the symphony of the stars;
then everything starts to become more and more beautiful,
lies and lies of beauty are revealed
because your eyes have a penetrating force...
whenever you look
you go deeper,
and even in rocks
you see flowers blossoming...
until we started to ask:
"what we are
in this vast Universe"
and the answer was:
"Not even a small cell, not even a quark..."
but then, a small whisper started to talk with us
and this whisper is actually our ego,
and if you listen very carefully to him,
the ego will put you again and again
on a neurotic path,
the path of being someone.
The truth it's that the man is very egoistic
he cannot feel at ease
just to be himself,
he wants to be above of very much things,
above this planet and his satellite,
above this stars
above this galaxies
he wants to be above even this Universe
And then, when he become all of this,
only then
he will realize that he will be more lonely than ever,
and would like to become a man again;
As a child when he wants to be an adult
But after he gets and turns old,
he wants to play again like a kid,
but realize that it's too late...
After all I don't criticize them,
because all of us were born from startdust
and want to die
where we come from...
like stars,
like galaxies,
like Universes.
and, at the end,
that makes me happy,
because I always wanted to listen
to the harmony of the universe
and to the symphony...
of this beautiful stars.
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