When you will mature into the eyes of human,no one will be able to stand before youas someone.
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In the house of the body
When the body of the body matured,you were born,but the body is not yours. Bestow it to others,so that they may find the body of their own body,for in the house of the bodyeternal children are born.
Here where you are
Do not try to be alive at all costsin front of other people’s eyes,so that you do not sight your own darknessin their eyes. It is enough to just be here where you are,have been and will be,and they will find you within themselves.
The face of life
Life has one faceand many colours. Do not steal my face for your colours,but bestow your face to meso that I can bestow mine to you. Woe to you if you remain a colour without a face,and blessed if you become the face of my smile.
A child of one-sidedness
You were a child of one-sidedness,playing with your mirrorand turning it as you pleased. Now one-sidedness in you is awakening,and is moving you among the cyborgs,if there is no one within youto position you among the peopleoutside any sides.
The rhythm of creation
Is it possible to catch the rhythm of a catwagging its tail?In the same way, you cannot catch your own rhythmas long as you live your own way. But when you will no longer be,the rhythm of creation will be in youand you in the rhythm of creationof the eternal symphony. But so, you onlyContinue reading “The rhythm of creation”
The eternal face of our compassion
Each front has its back.Your face is the face of deceit,for you only live your back. Are you selling your back as your facefor the trifle of transience,or do you offer it in sympathywith the helplessness of us all? When two put their backs together,the eternal face of our compassion will rise. Do not askContinue reading “The eternal face of our compassion”
So you wake up in your own morning
You were born into this worldlike a flower that opens in foreign morningsand dies in its own evening. Do not chase the foreign in your owntrying to overcome this world,but fall asleepso you wake up in your own morning.
Belief in own power
It was a time of light,where man trusted in the power of the lineage of lightand believed that somewhere in night skythere was a star of his name. And it was a time of power,where man trusted in the power of the lineage of manand in his statue. And now is the timewhen man believesContinue reading “Belief in own power”
A life of immediacy
The world of reversed words is dead.Only the spirit of the broken cups still branchesand reveres the shards of its own cups as shrines. Are you not just emptinessand to others just a shard that thunders over your ownwhen you are no longer in others? Did you give anyone anything to drink,did you at leastContinue reading “A life of immediacy”
