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...And the next morning I woke up on Earth

This time I will not dwell too much on this "story" that I definitely have to write in parts.

…And that's how I still remember it to the present day, a strange, alien (foreign), and painful awakening. And to open your eyes and look around, and not having a familiar feeling, not feel an attachment or a connection like that you felt just the day before, from there back ... to not feel that it is a very awkward feeling. You feel lost, different from the rest, and I don’t mean only different from other beings that inhabit the environment, but also to the same environment, the kind of relationship and interaction, communication (if it exists), form of expression, and so on.

Difficult to understand for example, that human animals, being considered (by themselves) the most evolved in all the Animal Kingdom, have so primitive behaviors that fully demonstrate the opposite to the meaning of evolution. I remember before waking up in this place that wars were not an everyday thing, not something as simple to carry out ... they were always the last resort, as they extinguished civilizations and ended with complete races, sometimes even planets. But as I believe I understand, now they occur for irrelevant reasons most of the time, it's the easiest resource, and obviously those who create them do not care about how many lives can be lost in the process, they only care about the outcome (money and power, nor even survival), regardless of the consequences. What happened to respect and love for the other inhabitants of this planet?

I remember we solve these problems through something called communication, which as I see here is becoming increasingly scarce. They even invent new "technologies" (social networks) “meant” to bring people closer, and what they do best is to keep them even further away ... they bring closer those who are far away and make those who are close to be more disconnected (less personal and intimate). I also understand that before being so evolved, communication was much more personal, there were letters, phone calls, and personal conversation. Now it is email (if they still write personally and do not copy and paste from a single email sent by millions of people), text messages, and photo sharing. I have even witnessed how people being in the same physical place prefer to send each other messages than talk. Interaction and face-to-face communication is lost, so sad.

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Breaking The Chains

Those scars, visible to those who notice you, are irrefutable proof of your victory, of winning this war against the wounds of your absence. Wounds that at some moment believed would end with your existence, despair, anguish, sorrow, pain ... just the lack of any cheerful and positive feeling pushed you even harder on your trip to retrieve that touch of the angels ... the beginning of the battle.

You gathered the necessary forces, gradually, without haste, without error, not like in the past ... your future was the goal, the necessary adrenaline in your present, at least at that time of your life. The roars tried to shut you up, tremors embraced sorrows ... those invisible hands clinging to yours, stellar saviors, internal flash of your sap.

You accepted that defeat, and those were your laurels. Knowing that it is only a fall and you could still get up. The scar starts to form, perhaps one more of many that passed and that are still to come. Forever it will be present, reminding you that you were able to overcome it, although it has been very hard, you did it anyway ... that's your crown.

Every time you look at it you will remember your great struggle, and you will have in mind that there's nothing in this life that cannot be overcome ... there are no impossible things, they exist only in some minds, still dependent on others already free of chains, capable of driving their actions to places unimagined by those in chains. Simply believe that anything is possible, and the chains will disappear ... patience.

Namaste

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The Migration Of The Butterflies

I was aware that the butterflies would leave their home at some point, though the length of their stay on the place that welcomed them, that still remains a mystery. Butterflies are cold blooded animals, so they need of warm places to survive, and obviously also need food to keep his soul afloat.

An atmosphere of love, affection, expression, concern, freedom, etc., will not always be sufficient for the butterflies to stay around, they also need the food, those flowers, that nectar to choose to stay in that home. Sometimes it is not easy to achieve, competition will always be great, but the details are what make the difference. Much heat is not ideal, it is suffocating, they are short of breath, losing fluids, and everything is heavier and denser. If it's too cold the wings will not move, that desire of wanting to fly won't even exist, there's no energy, and the heat that makes the body move, the one that makes you feel comfortable. So it is not that easy, as it must be a balance, which is often not so simple to provide.

Feeding the soul is another thing, which should complement the above, but must be the perfect complement for the butterflies to stay forever, and decide not to fly any day looking for another home to give them what they need. Nectar is what gives them vitality, giving them life, the desire of never abandon ... Why leave if you have enough food to live a lifetime? If this becomes scarce, then the need to explore other habitats appears. And is not a coincidence that their food is the flowers, and the great admiration for them in our beautiful and beloved women.

Do not neglect your princess, because that's how you should treat her, regardless of whether you are just starting to court her or if you are already many years together, the flame must always be kept alive and in constant motion. Obviously this is necessary on both sides, but I speak from the side of men and their treatment to women. The world is a constant competition ... show your charms in every possible way, but do it only when you find that person who deserves it, there is nothing wrong in showing feelings, it is a human characteristic to think that one is weaker for being sensitive and emotional. The courting process should never stop, always keep a little mystery alive, surprise, creativity, and do new things. Be intense and passionate if that person makes you feel you want to show it, have no fear, the worst that can happen is that you make a mistake, and that your feelings are not received in the way you expect, but at least you tried. If you don't try you will never know what it might have been. It's up to you to keep the butterflies flying and circling forever, so they do not leave halfway...

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In The Spirit Forest

Rebellious thoughts escaping from my mouth, fugitive words undertaking that journey towards your ears, with the clear objective to hunt down your heartbeats...for moments, to be the cause of the pace change in these beats, so special and unique when you're in love.

Shine your charms when you stare at me, eternal executioners of my spontaneous smiles, which are simply the expression of what you make my heart feel...this time without words, just with looks is enough to get my attention and make me tremble.

Penetrating imposing intensity, which dominate and carry us to our secret corner, private, intimate...thanks for giving me the keys. And you say you'd let yourself fall just by being sure to be contained by that privileged...my arms are already alert and ready to catch you in any fall.

Nebulae that we don't see, though we feel its presence, its evening dews moisturizing our pores, transparent portals of emotions, signs that show us that never ends...let’s not let it to decay.

Knights with superficial radars, that have seen you without really knowing what they have in front of them, until lose you from sight…the eternal problem of seeing with eyes and not with feelings. I already feel you with my eyes closed, I already fall in love by feeling your presence...to open my eyes and see you physically, it's nothing more than just the perfect drawing of pioneer sensations.

This time life rewards us both, after a long walked journey, not of search but of teaching and learning. Now it is perfectly clear the reflection of our singings, and now we know who the performers that delight the audience are.

Silences passengers of harmonious trains, those that are not as many in these times, those from which our parents would have more memories, those beautiful times. I take and treasure them in the trunk of my reliefs, because they will be the commanders who appease my storms.

Here I'll be waiting in the spirit forest, surrounded by stories told by those leaves let dropped by the autumn...they already had their chance. And they're still dancing, the curious white spheres, perhaps predicting your arrival to finally keep me company... I wait. 

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Raise Your Voice Hope

I watched a documentary about Victor Jara last night, and today I listen to his music. Being a Chilean I should perhaps learn about his story, but I admit to have been blind and deaf about that past of which I was not a direct part of, though my parents were (I remembered you with the song "Luchín"), and I possibly lived the reflexes wounds in them, without realizing it at the time. The atrocities experienced in Chile, starting with September 11, 1973 (yes, we had one 911 too, and funny thing it involves USA again, very sad) the Coup, where our own army (with funding. planning and support from the government of Richard Nixon with his Secretary of State Henry Kissinger) attacked and killed our president, (Salvador Allende) attacked, tortured and killed our own citizens (more than 30.000 victims, between tortured and executed prisoners, thousands of kids, thousands of raped women), and every other expressive and brave daredevils who simply said what they thought and expressed it in the best way they knew. Among them was Victor Jara, singing to life... "The Right To Live In Peace"

But this writing is not about politics as it has never been a topic in my life, but it is totally about the right of expression, and more than the right to do so, it is about the desire to do it... because no one can silence you if you do not allow them. To say what you think and feel, without actually censor yourself by thinking about the implications, is to be honest with yourself, and not edit yourself along the lines of what is right according to a protocol to be followed, or to the prevailing culture or time in which we live. Many who do this are sometimes called troublemakers, rebels and extremists, and I happily accept that label, if by that they mean not to be silent with what you believe is right, what you think is our right to live better, what really keeps us alive.

Each of these rebels as they call them (for going against the system and not follow the masses) are responsible for the change that many live and enjoy today, without have been an acting part of these events, but getting on the train victory when everything was safe. And it makes no sense to keep living on our participation or absence of what happened in our past, there’s much more in start moving the trains in our times, without the fear of getting hit by bullets of oppression, that try to silence our voices and actions, which those tyrants who these days enjoy of power, know that will change the world.

There are many means of expression today, many more than before...is much more what is allowed to do, and yet many remain silent because of fear, fear of ridicule, of not feeling the blood asking for a purer flow, and of knowing that there will always be others willing to speak out, even though they remain sitting and waiting. Then what more comfortable and safe than to wait for others to do so, to build that change, and then just enjoy it, without having to be at any risk? And in life there are actors and there is an audience. Perhaps for this reason is that many think "me changing will not change the world"...and when there are so many who think that way, that's precisely the reason why the changes take so long to arrive. If a thousand drops of water were to fill the cup, 999 would not be enough, and only 1 more drop would make a difference. As well as the first drop touching the bottom of that cup is the driving force behind this whole movement.

Hopefully many are those who sing it, draw it, act it, write it and speak it...no need to go on a strike, or a violent protest to bring create a change, but it is valid. I write it, and I share it to be read by those who have forgotten or are not aware of it.

Think about this just for a few moments. They always say that we must make a change so that our children and grandchildren can enjoy it in the future...and that is simply stated because there is no confidence that the change will happen fast. But that depends only on how many actors want to join to this change of mind, and on how many from the audience are willing to leave the stationary comfort that keeps them observing and waiting for the change to occur, sometimes seen as a miracle, just for that lack of action. That change could also be enjoyed by us, and not just by the future generations, if all were willing to push the cart. And if you're thinking this is not going to happen, then you did not understand the meaning of this writing.

Be The Change!!

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Balance

Inhale, 4 seasons, exhale, different paths and directions, as the various possibilities for a weathervane to be beaten, whipped, or just caressed by the winds ...

Every day, no matter if it's cloudy, raining, snowing, sunny, every day we live in this dense world, some as robots, submerged by materialism and following the masses ... others "rebels" fighting to make a difference but being a minority is not easy ... that sun revitalizes us, a plus for those already awake, a hand for the asleep to try to help them in their wake, in a world that requires us somnolent...

Every night, again indifferent to the presence of the carriers of capsules of wonderful life ... those raindrops... there are those constellations, the eyes of the world, flirting before you go to "sleep" or blinking overnight for the most reckless ... that sleeping that is actually when we are more awake, when you know that everything is possible, when our senses are enhanced and capabilities emerge, and we do not allow the impossible, because impossible is nothing if it's not blocked in our minds and souls ... those who can live that dream during the day are already awake ...

Perfect balance in all that surrounds us, the incredible nature, created by the gods, and destroyed by man, who is still thinking that the artificial may be better than the natural ... actually only the naive believe, and wicked who are still at the top (not by much longer) sell their facts (because for them there are no theories) that because they are already proven (pretty much everything is corrupted nowadays), their acceptance is questionless...robots think it is better because the owners of the world say so .. . vaccines, medicines, food, education system, religion, and so on...undoubtedly powerful weapons that hurt the most vulnerable asleep ...

We are becoming more and they less, each day the balance is inclining to a new equilibrium, chaos must happen, creation needs destruction, which does not mean violence (well, it does for the actual rulers), simply means change, but drastic change of ideology (which some are already living), and many other things that were not previously accepted mainly in the Western world ... we have already come to change the world ... for years we got to cause conflict (but the good conflict), defeat the Kings of life, slavers, it has been too long ... get ready, we are awake, soul, mind, every day we continue to grow, with weapons ready, and stronger than ever, internal armies, ideological weapons ... patience.

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