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by [galileo ]

2013-01-20  |     | 



All human relations are corrupted and
as long as there is a question of struggling for power
there is no true love or friendship;
or maybe there is and is hidden very well underneath appearances
but not everyone has a vocation for mining
and certainly not for a never - ending search
even though
no sign of beauty or gentleness apperead
while digging for them
You might end up in someone's pit
and drawn in there
just for the sake of ... what exactly?
Idealism is just as painful for people
as is realism
cause one justifies dreaming and wishing for more
and the other the detachment,
the things half done,
the selfishness and the self-sufficient way of seeing things.
The most puzzling fact is that
when people see a glimpse of these wonderful things
and give a first thought to the idea
of changing the world,
theirs or other's,
they begin by demanding, by asking all from everybody
except themselves:
In order for me to give you my heart, friend, lover,
you must give me .....
and an incredible long list sees the break of day.
Oh, that's all very funny
cause nothing ever was begotten
from somewhere else but the inner self
Even God created the world from Himself.
But men are stubborn, selfish and lazy
that's why dreaming looks crazy.
Keep an eye open to search within yourself
and the other use it as a hand
with which to reach the world,
and touch it, feel it,
melt it
and then reshape it.





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