For many centuries, my soul has traveled. It has been in distant lands, I don't even remember all the countries and worlds. It was like a revelation to remember everything that was. The brevity of talent, I have heard often, but it is not so. A storyteller must see and know what the universe is made of, and the bones in his skeleton. What chakras are made of, and how many threads they contain. It is very difficult to be a robot and a mechanism, and a human, and an animal, and a crystal, and energy woven from invisible but very solid spirals of world time.
When we strive to live our lives. While preserving our soul, we, as humans, make a very serious mistake, the mistake of choice. The choice of our destiny, the choice of thought, or rather the absence of it. Being human is very difficult, but it is extremely important to gather our will, connect with the spirit and soul, and start living consciously, our own life, in a way that no one has lived before.
Books help a lot in overcoming heights and adversities. Sorrows and wars. Being human is very difficult for the soul, realizing its nature of the cosmos and having several dozens of kilograms of a spacesuit that need to be worn for several decades in order not to suffocate and not lose one's mind, to love and hate, to kill and to give life with consent, and as a punishment for one's soul. Yes, all of this, all the chaos of consciousness and what is now called psychology in the 21st century, are all little keys given to us from above so that what we call the soul, what we call, we humans, call, consciousness and thought, work correctly and with dignity. After all, every movement of one molecule, one neuron in our body changes everything, the infinite life. Absolute, Logos - have given awareness and thought, for which we are entitled to strive and be worthy of his will and love.
There are many cities on this green planet. Each of them gives life and death. Each has its own purpose. Each has both love and life. The languages ;;that are given to you serve as codes in this great program called life. The more extensive the knowledge, the greater and more far-sighted the possibilities of the pioneer who decided to go this difficult path called life.
Few people know that air is a hidden opportunity to see through space and time for centuries.
Throughout the centuries, passed by my soul in dense forms of life, I have seen both real and hyper-real events in the lives of billions of souls. Light was replaced by darkness, and life always bordered on death, as people thought in this shell, but that is not true. There has always been only one life. But people focused only on death, because it is always easier than the labor of breathing.
All Yogis and Yoginis, all sorcerers and genies, angels and demons, each of them, throughout the centuries, as long as their bodies breathe, they all will answer to your soul that Life is what for... And no matter what life is. Many suffocate in it, millions curse it, and only the conscious ones live and understand that they can transform their thoughts and words into what…
Home, in its physical understanding, appears very blurred, without understanding the essence itself. Home, the true home, has no density, it is without walls and doors, there is no need for technology and furniture to sit. The true home is inside the soul. That is where it is always calm and there is light. Where it is warm, for the soul itself… where there is peace. Where there is knowledge of vast libraries and lots of love, without which everything would die, without which life turns into death. Is love life? No. Is life love? No. But without love, there is no light, and darkness is always cold. Life and love are two sides of one thing, but this one thing has many sides, without which there would be no Whole.