I'm starting this post with your quest'aforisma who advised me to be a very special from a different vibrational frequency. I feel I should start with this because, looking around, I see people in cages. People trapped in their own mental prison in which fear is the master, and yet Once the powerful jailer that we are not ourselves. I look around and I see nothing but people prey to mood swings, such as young girls struggling with a particular pre-menstrual syndrome. People who rant for a bit of attention, busy places, crowded with people who does nothing but express their ego without bothering to hear each other a moment.
"I see dark ..." said a great man before he died. We climb on a stage full of actors and we do not have to choose to wear the mask. Simply paste it on there with a surplus of prejudice, negative and destructive emotions, mood swings and selfishness from borderline to handle. I wonder as to what, if people not daring to look tired repeating the same scenario cloud after cloud. Moment by moment, let us swallow this time without noticing instantly, giving more attention to clothes worn rather than enjoy the Friday following the emergence of a crescent moon red.
Learn how to put emotions in check, the view out of control and noise of a mind-by its ill-nature: this should be the basic aim of every human being. Step after step, you come home. And all live on the fourth floor, with no exceptions. There are those who would like to take the elevator, but then discovers that there is no elevator, there are those who notes the transparencies are the steps, without wanting never pass for fear of slipping. We have a world full of such individuals.
The world is full of people who want to be happy but drowns with his ego, unable to get out of the mud simply because they do not know what it really is. I saw under the moonlight shining swords, shields shattered under the blows of the furious pace bleeding conscience and people towards the light, struggling for the simple sense of duty, for the simple dream of making a step toward the goal.
It 's like a damn wheel. Ouroboros, the solar disk ... all symbols of people who understood the full meaning of the infinite, the sense of the universe.
Take a step, then another, and you realize, slowly, that we're increasingly moving away from this world as you perceive as alien and corrupt. Take a step outside the threshold of the world to discover, with some taste, is there the real life of the soul and not where your pile of flesh and blood wants to drag you. One experience, one flight in the universe is worth a thousand orgasms. You're out there, free as a dolphin in the sea. Can not you hear: your ears do not exist and you can sense only the bell of the fine vibration that fills you and sounds around you. Do not see: the sense of direction is particularly distorted. Do not know where you are but you like. Perhaps you are camping out on to the particles of dust in the Orion Nebula, or do you drag the vibrational currents of Jupiter, yet do not care.
Then, slowly, a small voice echoes from infinity with you. One voice, two, then three. A riot of protesters, screaming that a hurricane has staged the whole mess to move a single leaf. Open your eyes and see your world, the planet which were attacked long ago and your body on which he now lives.
"Oh, yes ... I remember!-Think." I remember very accurately all the adventures that I have spent and continue to live every day! But, fortunately, are very far away now! "
And the matrix is \u200b\u200bcalling you. Yeah. He does this with incredible ferocity when you find the way out. Send screams, and beats screpita feet like a child to have you back. And, Finally, send agents with vertical pupil to grasp and you will inevitably tumble again in that damn wheel.
In a cycle that never ends, unless you're willing to break it with your own chains. Understand the purpose and impact of all: the challenges, victories and defeats, the kicks and that the blood on the floor. Even your chains have a specific purpose. Without a sword, they are the only real weapon that can sharpen your heart: watch them day after day, my friend, so you can remember of your imprisonment and continue to feed the fire of your desire.
Chains you need. And, remember this well, only when you throw the can away from here, along with the soul that you can look into my eyes and in those same eyes, you see the universe, infinity and yourself.
If you're still looking for a way to this post, you have not caught the sign of the monologue.
Look around. You'll understand in time.
-Gabriel-Akuma
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