Together

a new entry now.

I've been through many seasons.
there are more to come.

in the last weeks I cam to realize evn more strongly the state of the world I live in.

disbelief, anger, sadness, fear, tear, sheer fatalism. Once I gave a name to this world. ashgarden.

a garden that is burning, relentlessly. a fire leaving only ashes in its wake.

I can throw water around me, it seems that we are too few doing this.

one can feel lonely sometimes. powerless.

i could ignore what's going on and just get on with my life. but no. my life is intertwined with Hers.

once you know, once you see, you cannot ignore anymore. and go on playing these roles in this comedy.

you just know, you just see. and with a sudden feeling of peace in your body and mind, you are the witness.

if it has to fall, then it must. then it will.

i'll do my best not to be a part of this.

part of the Human Game.

The Human Game. Once you're not part of the game anymore, you're a stranger. You see who are the winners and the loosers. and in the end you see only loosers. going down, and down, and down.

the winners will be those who stop playing, stop the madness, and do what they can to wake up others.

wake them up from their Human Dream.

My tribe saves me.

Those souls I have the luck to know and love.

Meeting them on the path. sharing the same thoughts. Feeling that you're not the only one, after all, to be out of the game.

my tribe. Love to you, my tribe.

I see it spreading its arms around the globe. Awaken brothers and sisters, with clear eyes, true voice, free mind.

unlearning the world as it should be. learning to see it as it is.

as it has been for thousands of years since its birth, in the ever renewing now.

scattered stars shining around me, making a mosaic of hope.

one day, the world as we know it will fall.

Those still in the dream will fall with it.

Those with the gift of awareness will gather, and go back into the garden.

Ashes means hope. Because lovely thing can grow in ashes. New.

The sea will wash everything away. The wind will blow everything away. Clouds will gather.

Blood will continue to drop on the ground.

Those in touch with reality will survive. Don't you know there's a part of us that fire cannot burn, that water cannot drown, that wind cannot blow?

Don't you see these cities made of fragile glass?

These lives wasted for the sake of words?

This silent voice inside you, telling you something is wrong, telling you that love is the only way, that death is nothing?

That deep in us we are sharing a wisdom with all the earth and its lif forms, that is fearless, rooted deep in the universe dance, synchronised with a music that has never stopped playing?

I say leave all this behind. Or if you have to be a part of it, if you have to play the game, don't take it too seriously.

because it leads nowhere.

focus on the real.

focus on love.

focus on light.

Stop believing in good versus bad.

That knowledge is not our to decide.

Let the water take you. Struggle you may loose yourself.

Let go, you will live.

This world is mad my friends.

But its just a passing world. One day its madness will make it go.

I'm at peace now, because after all, everything is all right.

Everything is gonna be all right.

Together.

Together.

Together.