To endure and persevere, reaching out and keeping on in living.
That is exceedingly outnumbering if compared to one's thoughts and concepts regarding the mysterious and scornful laughter which shines even now, which shone ad eternum into our past, and so in any and all futures for men to see.
A tale is born from each and every one possible being that ever came to this which we call "life". From this fale there is so simply much to fulfill and to happen from so much sides that there is absolute futility in the attempt to dominate such miracle in any way at all and in none whatsoever, if I were to recreate such in trying to speak about it even at this very moment where your eyes meet my now-present and at the same time, now-past words.
I wonder if we can one day reunite with this mystery, all togheter, alltogheter. This constant bondary between what we call one side and the other which encloses our heartbeats to this worlds - so many of them - made out of the purest of stars and of all of the colours and shining lights that ever danced at all.
But even now, when I am percieving my prision in this "world" we call 'ourselves', I see that the origninal piece of art that is everything becomes visible by anyone when the boundaries are cast-off into the road we had already gone through.
It is so beautiful and so chained along, this process of blooming is truly sacred amongst all and all unities! Even if you're at your own run, and you're still striding to reach only a small portion, you see so many walkers in so many ways, that this very world guides your path along with it's own! As you see bondaries being cast into the already gone through road, you see the little bits of this absolute and every-time-different-yet-familiar truth roaming through the flux, through the course of anything! And they walk amongside you for who knows how long!
This world is so amazing that no matter how much you are on your own, and in your own walk through this life you are in right now, all the other runners are there with you, in their parallel lines of existence! Even if you try to stand still and watch everyone go by, their boundaries are much and just as visible by themselves as they dash through, as you yourself, when they are reflected upon your own.
You can go through any boundary in your life, in so many ways! In reading a story there is even that much.
I just realized I had ran through a gigantic road in so many magical years - in uncountable snses of the phrase - that it made me actually go through all of that distance, in actually realizing it.
Let's walk togheter sometime! I'll be waiting for all of you while I'm at this stroll of mine!
Until then!!
Until then!!
