May you treasure, may you know Love, during your journey on the earth !

May we have the opportunity of being able to experience tenderness, mercy, friendship.

May we be able to give and receive sincere and unselfish affection, because all this will become a splendid and wonderful smile; and spiritual friendship will take place around us, which, will laugh, live and sing, when good is manifested.

May you treasure, may you know Love, during your journey on the earth !

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The Answer to the Dilemma.

In the town of the man called the Madman, many learned men of different traditions got together: Mathematicians, mystics and many others wanted to decide who was the wisest among them. And for that purpose, they designed a very delicate concept which was to find the man who could put together a great contradiction, it had to be something very different, something that could represent Good and evil and to make the issue more difficult, it would have to be something that in appearance did not represent distrust or violence. But we can give a clue: By example, in a sword, we can find life and death and its use will give its real purpose, thus it must not be something as radical and it can't be sharp, hurtful but we can finally say that what seems innocent may not be it as much. So, it must be something more evident, but never insolent and here we mean that almost everything has a duality.Money, by example, can attract Good and evil, then, it will not be accepted any relativity where the issue turns out evident in itself but at the same time, it must be something transparent and which for its condition may naturally select Good from evil; and Good must never be a topic about religion or politics because we don't want to bring a conflict but what we want is to understand the human genius that can solve this issue between one or the other, which means, Good from evil. Besides, who is in truth the human being? The contest will reveal this division and union and besides in only one function; for this purpose, the option will be given where the one who fulfills the design, will briefly explain its use and inevitably will reveal who is who and this must be seen immediately: the Good or evil been exposed, but besides Good and evil cannot be in the design nor in what's seen but in what's not seen but is let known. And thus, it will be confirmed the best wise man, genius of all regions and all nations.And then, this was informed and many people applied, bringing the best of their repertoire about the invention, which must show Good as much as evil united and separated.

And who is capable of expressing in a simple and eloquent way and to resolve what happens in the own human being? Because this is the idea: To find the window that shows the inner side and allows to see the heart, the most intimate, where can be seen Good and evil. How to see them, although they will never be compatible with the purpose of negotiating in some way.Who can reveal hypocrisy? Who will lift the veil? Many of the persons who applied to the contest, did not dare to show their work, since they said that it was impossible. But there was one who was firm, proud, creative and brought a frame without a picture and said:

" You can see what you want to see. Each person will see his reality or fiction." But he was told: " Your proposal is not bad but does not define nor differentiate something who sees. It certainly sees what does not see but its vision is its objective and cannot show the division among Good and evil." Another brought an object covered with a black cloth and calling the judges said: " Come you all, that I will solve what you try to find." They came and when they were all there, the man lifted the veil and showed a mirror, while saying: " Look at your reality, see what you want to see and what you don't want to see. Isn't this what is Good and evil? " Even though he showed creativity and inventiveness, he was not accepted and the judges said: " You loot at the image in the mirror and then, you give it an interpretation while you have no control; the mirror does not tell you what he says, it does not solve any truth, it only is an accomplice of your look." And although he was recognized and applauded, he didn't have the answer. And after many days, the man named Madman showed up. He was bringing a simple bag in his hands and with sincere humility said: " I will give the answer to the dilemma but before, I would like to ask if any of you dare to live with the mystery of guilt, whatever it may be? And if he could, to show that he is a being with great power." And the others said: " Since he is mad, what is he talking about, it cannot be understood what he is saying, he must not be allowed to continued."But the Madman continued by opening the bag and bringing out a red hat. The old people, applauded and said among themselves: " This is the revelation. Who dares to wear the red hat?Since, that person immediately accepts that is guilty. Who dares to accept the guilt, whatever it may be.? But the one who dares to wear the hat, would be a courageous man by recognizing his guilt. Who could do it? Good and evil are in man, the red hat recognizes the inner battle, the hypocrisy, the lie and the truth."

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The Cause of Death.

In the town of the man called the madman, there was a crime. In the scene, there were a heart, an scorpion, a stick and a stone. "How did he die?" the experts asked. And one of them said: "This person was bitten by a scorpion and that is the reason that he died."But another person refuted: "The impact was too strong, he died because he was hit by a stone. "While another person said: "No, it cannot be. A stick pierced his heart. "And the man called Madman by his townspeople, was taciturn, watching the scene and said: "Gentlemen, it is not like that." And the people said: " What do you know? You are mad." And he said: " If this person would have been bitten by a scorpion, the pain would have been deep and terrible but he certainly would not die. If he would have been hit with a stone, the heart would have been destroyed. If it would have been with a stick, we still would see the stick piercing the heart. His death as every death is a tragedy but this tragedy is even larger. It has not been the scorpion, the stone or the stick. Don't you realize? Don't you see that heart? Can't you understand? I am the madman, of course, and you are sane, but what killed this heart was something even more terrible, unimaginable, unconceivable. It has all the signs, all the characteristics for dying of everything and by everything but that heart died of nothing. He died because he was subject to the most terrible torture and he died because of the savage and cruel indifference. "

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Inspirational Short Story. The Dove of Freedom

In the town of the man called the Madman, there is a king who is ending his life because time is calling him to eternity. But the king wanted -before leaving, to have a gesture and to share a portion of his fortune in a very special way. And thus, he presented a goal and a challenge.

And announcements were placed in the town that said: " The request of our beloved King is to ask you to bring and show him the most valuable heart."
And the whole town got ready because there was an important promise, a treasure, a fortune. And they got together in the central square of the town. One of them brought a diamond carved in heart shape. Other, a heart of sterling, other in gold, other in ruby; innumerable precious stones carved in heart shapes.Also, very fine wood as ebony and mahogany.

The king seemed to be very pleased and it was determined that a decision would be reached very soon about which was the most valuable heart and this surely would turn into thousand of millions of more pieces of gold and sterling that the King would have to give.

Finally, the townspeople seemed to have shown their most valuable objects. But there was one missing, the madman, simple and humble was bringing something between his hands. And he was asked to come in front of the king.
People were making fun of him: " What can this one bring, worth maybe a few cents? How does he dare? "
And when he was in front of the king, this said: " Open your hands and show what you have." He opened his hands and a white dove opened its wings and flew to the sky.
And the king asked: " Is this your treasure?"
And Madman answered: " My treasure, the white heart of this dove that now is flying high and its heart is alive; and isn't a precious stone nor a man made jewel, but it is more valuable than all the previously shown here. I would like you to know that I have come out of respect and not because of the treasure. This white dove has a heart full of life and its name is Freedom."
Then, the king making a big effort, got up from the throne and said: " We all have been mad but this man has always been awaken, lucid in front of truth. But I am not going to give him the treasure because it would be mean on my side, I will give him what he is entitled to."

And he added: " My people, I will soon leave." And then, he removed his crown, put it aside, he inclined in front of the man named the Madman and said:
" My people, the king is dead but now you have a new king."

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The Lake

In the outskirts of a big city, there is a small lake. At night time, a man known as the madman, comes and sits by the shore. The hours pass, everything turns dark, but that small lake seems resplendent. The stars in the sky shine in a beautiful way. But the man known as the madman, does not raise his head to look at them, on the contrary, he looks at the center of the lake, instead, where small lights are reflected.And he says:
"By looking to the sky, I could never reach you, but now I do, and you are so near that I would like to kiss you."
While he thinks: "The world may think that I am mad. But are not also mad, all those who discover love? "

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The Torch of Light

A great event is going to happen and the king will give great prizes and wealth to the most powerful warriors; and to be able to get this honor, the king is asking that each citizen of the kingdom brings a gift, something meaningful , relevant that awards the courage, the strength and fortifies the conquest that lives in every warrior. Thus, the king provided great treasures and each citizen of the kingdom also brought exquisite things: magnificent forged spears, shields, swords. The warriors were celebrating and talking about their good old times. But the time came for the man called Madman, who brought something small and all wrapped and by being the last to arrive, the king wanted to end with a perfect finale, so he tried to look kind, and brought Madman to the center of the event.The man called Madman then made his offering by opening in a delicate way the wrapping of a very simple cloth and brought out a very small withered flower and since he had been called to give the basis of this offering, he said: " In this withered flower are reflected many lost hopes, innocent tears, orphan children, broken families. What glory are we going to talk about? This small flower is worth much more than all those columns of gold. What are they in front of this flower? Columns of coal. Their treasures, achievements are filled with spilled blood. This flower cries, what the dead can't and the ones who survived are stunned and in silence. There is no victory here. How can the triumph be claimed in front of the foolishness? My small flower was full of colors and aroma, some time ago, that is what was valuable. Let's cultivate life and not the culture of death. I don't have more words to say, that what this flower says in silence, since life, no matter how big or small is always meaningful. The swords, the shields are symbols and signs of cowardice, ignorance and lack of values and of falling into savagery; instead of communicating among us, we have learned to hate each other and to make a great event out of this. And I accompany this flower in this suffering."Some of the persons who were present, looked at him with hatred and ready to kill but others couldn't stop crying and others felt liberated since in that flower and in that voice -of the man called Madman, the truth, as a torch of light in the darkness, could not be shut off anymore.

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Riches, Freedom and Peace

" If your riches do not buy your freedom and you do not have peace, then, your riches are not true."

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The Art of Living. Inspirational

The spiritual path is filled with dreams, expectations and great hopes. All these are very important, significant and necessary, but there is something that has to complement all this desire to excel which is: Loving the work to be done as a discipline of time and space.

It is there where in truth the identity and the practical commitment for spiritual achievement so much desired will be forged.

The accomplishment of spiritual experiences such as: Peace, control and abundant health can't be only aspirations. It is not only to close our eyes nor to be filled with lovely ideas but also is dedication and commitment.

All this wonderful universe that surround us is the product of a just equilibrium in which we all learn to give and to receive.

Love will make us free and filled with wisdom and to reach Love and Wisdom one has to be patient, tolerant, a worthy student in a practical way of the sincere and true: "Art of Living"

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Hurrah for the Madmen

-What would happen to the world if everything would be perfect?- A madman asked in loud voice. And another madman who was also in the same place, said: -Why?- And the one who brought up the subject, answered: -If everything would be perfect, the time would disappear since by being everything perfect, everybody would have culminated the totality of their worries, dreams and illusions. Nothing else would need to be done in life. There would be no change. The day would be always perfect and in order to do this, it would have to be the same as the previous one. All the conversations and comments would be the same. Then, another madman who was very attentive, broke the silence by saying: -Humanity must respect us. We are very wise, otherwise, perfection would have been reached and it would also be the day of the final extinction.- And all the madmen embraced and shouted. -Hurrah for the madmen!

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The Great Differences are not Differences

Truth may be invisible to the human eye since it is not seen with a regular glance but for the spiritual eye; the great differences are not differences but the play of equilibrium, the perfect balance, the sacred dance of life. I can see a mountain in a grain of sand. I can also see rivers and seas in a drop of water. And the vastness of the universe in the blue sky, with so many stars that I can't even count them. It all may seem different to what in reality and in truth is. The perspectives are changed in the distances. What is big may look small and the small may seem big. But what is certain is that a child at birth is not immense but the whole history of humanity is supported in him. All the times are fused in one in him. The child is the old man and the old man is the child. And all the eyes -even the ones that have not seen the light been born- are in his eyes. Who is small, who is big ? Since it truly is not the size or the distance. It is the work which make us the same. Good or evil.

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Who is the Richest Man? For Reflection

This question was presented to the man called the Madman:
-Who is the richest man?
and he said:
-The man who shares his wealth.
And he was told:-You are completely mad. If you share your wealth, you will lose it sooner or later and then you will be left with no wealth to share.
And the Madman answered:-All that we share, has the virtue of never coming to an end since to share is to give our best. One day it may be part of a kingdom, another day, may be advise, another day may be our time. There are so many things to share that they have beginning but never have end.
And he was told:-You speak nonsense.
And the Madman said:-What seems nonsense to you, for me is simply to share a little of me.

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I can see a Mountain in a Grain of Sand

Truth may be invisible to the human eye since it is not seen with a regular glance but for the spiritual eye; the great differences are not differences but the play of equilibrium, the perfect balance, the sacred dance of life.

I can see a mountain in a grain of sand. I can also see rivers and seas in a drop of water. And the vastness of the universe in the blue sky, with so many stars that I can't even count them. It all may seem different to what in reality and in truth is.

The perspectives are changed in the distances. What is big may look small and the small may seem big. But what is certain is that a child at birth is not immense but the whole history of humanity is supported in him. All the times are fused in one in him. The child is the old man and the old man is the child. And all the eyes -even the ones that have not seen the light been born- are in his eyes. Who is small, who is big ? Since it truly is not the size or the distance. It is the work which make us the same. Good or evil.

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The Impossible Love

How to love an impossible love? How to love the one who rejects, offends, ignores, despises us? The one who is like fire that you will not be able to approach because she will burn you for sure. How to love a love who is like a lioness ready to attack? How to love a love who is like a dagger, decided to be buried in your heart? How to love a love who is like deadly snakes, like a path filled with scorpios?

Well, that love will be loved like the bottom of the sea, like the distant star in the darkness of infinity, knowing that it exists but that it can never be felt or touched. You must love, in spite of everything, but not with an idealistic love that would turn into melancholy, but with a realistic, conscious love; and the only way of loving will always be, ever and forever, to love each day.

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The Awakening of the Madman

That man would walk as a madman, he would eat as a madman, he would breath as a madman, he would speak as a madman.
One day, he looked himself in the mirror and said: "Who is that madman?"
Then, that man awoke from his dream, awoke from his madness since to look at himself and to know himself was his cure.
Look at your limits, then, be aware, and in this way, you will be able to overcome them.
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The Spiritual Eye. The Play of Equilibrium.

Truth may be invisible to the human eye since it is not seen with a regular glance but for the spiritual eye; the great differences are not differences but the play of equilibrium, the perfect balance, the sacred dance of life. I can see a mountain in a grain of sand. I can also see rivers and seas in a drop of water. And the vastness of the universe in the blue sky, with so many stars that I can't even count them. It all may seem different to what in reality and in truth is. The perspectives are changed in the distances. What is big may look small and the small may seem big. But what is certain is that a child at birth is not immense but the whole history of humanity is supported in him. All the times are fused in one in him. The child is the old man and the old man is the child. And all the eyes -even the ones that have not seen the light been born- are in his eyes.
Who is small, who is big ? Since it truly is not the size or the distance. It is the work which make us the same. Good or evil.

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The Wind may listen to My Words praising...

The wind may listen to my words, praising its breeze, by the seashore. The fire may understand my passion in the snow capped mountains. And the earth may discover how I feel when I walk on her, or the sea, wrap me up and allow me to dilute, to become only one and to discover its secrets. And Nature may listen to me or in justice, I will listen to my heart and then, the blood will be the river. I will support on this, as if it was the power of life but it is not fire, although it may seem like it. And the lungs will fill with wind and the bones will be columns. And the teeth as metals and the eyes as the doors of the soul, infinite oceans, that hide and keep but they know because they have found out with its presence, what's beyond it all.The whole Nature takes me, carries me, leads me, points to me, forces me, directs me, imprisons me and frees me from everything. At the same time, in an instant, life and death unite, all and nothing. Nature is big and small at the same time, like in a grain of sand in front of a mountain. A sparkle of light, an ardent volcano, the sun at noontime, the placid sea, an agitated sea, charming waves that hit the rock and together with the light pour out foam of diamonds. A desert earth, hot and cold, unstable in its climate but deep, companion of everything. Mother and father of sweet fruits and living beings, species of the forests and species of the air. Nature has so many faces, she gives so much every day! And the force of life is the magic of the elements, is the chain that sustains life and at the same time is the reason of death. Nature is my living sister, my growing seed, is the past of my origin, the clarity of the present and the infinite tomorrow, that does not end the horizon but becomes gigantic. Look at the skies, the bird that sings, the flower that is reborn and faints, the spirit of joy, the warm spring, passionate and sensual, the sea and wind that undulate, the attractive flower of different colors, the dew and strong flint, the good food to take, the skin of my skin, voice and breath of life. Nature has made me prisoner of her presence, reason of her tenderness and cruelty of her mystery, of her profound revelation since I have happiness with her and extinction without her.

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You are mad, mad, mad !

It happened that the townspeople wanted to know more about the man called the Madman and they took him to the square and since they didn't know what to say or to ask, they started saying:

" You are mad, mad, mad."

And all together they said: " Madman, you are the madman."

And he said: " I assume that this is not a question but an statement. I affirm that more than any thing, you need to call me mad because in that way you confirm your sanity but I don't need to confirm my sanity, that is why, I only listen while you call me mad. Now, tell me, who is the madman?"

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The Wisdom of the Madman, Inspirational. For Reflection.

In the town of the man named the Madman…
We find him picking up dead flowers, specially the withered, torn or broken ones. People passing by, were looking at him and commenting: ” There are so many colorful, alive flowers and this man must be crazy, see how he is picking -as if they were treasures- the dead, fallen ones.”
And somebody wanted to know more and distrustfully approached him offering, a red flower full of life. But the Madman moved his head and refused. Then, the person insisted saying:-What is the reason that you don’t want to take it, can’t you see that it is more beautiful?And the Madman said:- The flower that you are showing is truly beautiful and resplendent but I prefer the withered flower because your flower is the flower of one day, it is like a flirting, brief smile, while the withered flowers that I picked today have a story, a love story that nobody will be able to hid.
And the man who offered the flower, silently, went away, he left the red flower in the place where he had taken and thought: ” This man named Madman, is the only one capable of seeing the truth."

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Writing from the "Wisdom of the Madman"
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