The hours - Life does not knock
We live the hours, in precariousness, like rushes in the wind. Life, bursting, does not knock, it just enters. A birth, a death, and the continuous flow, we can only move in plastic rhyme with it. Being rigid will not help us. Flexible, attentive to details, constantly listening to our most intimate self, we will instead be able to do great things and learn more and more about life. This song comes from a conversation with a friend, who is struggling. "Life does not knock", we reiterated together. The precariousness is under our feet, in ephemeral moments the sky is close at hand, in other tremendous moments the abyss from which it seems we cannot rise again. The truth is that we are extremely fragile, all of us. We fight with the tools we have at our disposal, but they are not always enough. We try to protect our cosmos, but the truth is that the world knows how to enter our lives with deadly razors. It is all a balance above indeterminacy, above the unknown, above the terror of finding oneself unloved and perishing, alone, abandoned. We can lose everything in a second. We can recover at the same time. What a tremendous and magnificent experience life is ... I say that we can try to live it, protecting ourselves as best we can, in an attempt to be well, in the tension towards sanity, which will not be given to us by anyone, which, probably we will not achieve. never completely, which is, however, something to get out of bed in the morning and try to do something decent, for us and for those we love. We live the hours, it's true. Therefore, we need not fear the fluctuations that an unhealthy world brings into our lives. We reason. Not everything that happens deserves our direct response. Let's analyze. When life comes in, you need to be ready. Erect. Watch out and be careful. Then we will discover Beauty. Each of us deserves a lot. Beyond the grief, the losses, the lacerations that, inevitably, we will get along this path, which, at times, can be merciless, but gives great joy to those who, after being lost, get back on their feet. I composed this piece with love and enthusiasm. I was so happy that I had a good chat with my friend that I went home and jotted down the notes after trying them out on the keyboard. We are like rushes, the wind blows us, but we must never forget that life can be wonderful. Yesterday I played with an 18 month old baby. He was with his grandfather, I was waiting for my appointment and we kicked the ball 4 together. That baby deserves to be okay. He is loved by his family, nothing wrong should happen to him. He must be protected. Respected. Pampered, then yes that it can be what he was born for: himself ... I do not believe that pain teaches: knowing pain, however, a person has the duty, towards himself, to try to re-elaborate it in the optics of the construction of a new identity, which aspires to Beauty, to the achievement of all one's goals, to the awareness of one's world, which must be protected, cannot be bartered or debased, because in that way it is lost and it is not said that we can go up the slope. Today I am calm, I live like a lucky man, after my storm, which has endangered my entire life. I have reasoned a lot. I stopped to analyze. I have waited for a lenient time. The 18-month-old boy who yesterday threw the ball and said: "Goal" deserves a wonderful world, which we can all contribute to forging, in our homes, without violence, blackmail or manipulation. We can interact with each other, with our Otherness in the most constructive way possible, rediscovering ourselves as brothers. Politicians are a separate psychiatric category and it is very difficult to help us build a beautiful world. However, the cure would exist for them too, if they found a good psychiatrist and the willingness to get help. Today I entrust this passage to the great father of waters, which I reviewed and completed this morning, to then listen to it again and judge it complete. I am working on a new idea about Freedom. I collect ideas. Ideas. Sounds. I wish the New Era of Light were already here, but it will be necessary to fight for it, in absolute peace, with determination and that certainty that darkness cannot envelop the whole world if we do not want it. I'm happy. I'm not the same man I was ten years ago. Maybe not even 5 years ago. I know what to stand for in the world. I know what to stand for, with a straight back. I know I love my world. Of course life can teach, if one listens ... Today I close this work session with a smile. I want to feel good. I want my loved ones to be blessed to have experiences that can build them up. Pain teaches nothing. When it arrives, it risks breaking us in half. It is everything we do around it after it that can lead us to joy. I firmly believe that. When we all dance in the New Age of Light, come on wings of wonderful sounds and verses of new poets, then this world will be a masterpiece, forever and darkness will be only a distant memory. I know the hour is dark. Nobody can hide it, but we are creatures capable of doing splendid things ...
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