These pains you feel are messengers.
Rumi (via nohareda)
Listen to them.”
Note to self: here is where I disagree with optimistic religions; with the belief is an all-good God.(Source: trusimplicity, via nohareda)
Child and Old Man
There is no such thing as an adult.
The Child plays with the Pleroma. Being only itself. He understand he is not the Pleroma. He understands that he can’t understand it. That’s why it is always new.
The old man stares at it, tries to understand it. He theorizes about it and accepts his theories. Instead of freeing himself, he tries to imprison the unbounded Pleroma!
All natural. No artificiality.
Never an imposition.
All real. No abstraction.
Never an image.
Never a copy of a copy.
All absolute. No relativity.
Never a resemblance.
All out. No reserved.
Never an indifference.
All here. No there.
Never a distance.
All now. No then.
Never an agenda.
Never a when.
All One. No division.
Never a gap.



