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Friday, June 10, 2011
I will Never stop Loving
My soul found strange paths, where I faced a forest of thistle and thorns. My feet, hands and face are bleeding. I clamored with anguish, for help and consolation, but I was thrown stones, rubbish and they took me for a madman, for a thief and a fool.
In my confusion, I went into more darkness and I lost guidance in the path. The love that once smiled, now shouted with disdain, saying that it hates me and feels repulsion. My soul was insulted, did not want to answer, and as withered lily, tried to find a place to die, but in the deepest part of my soul, a voice denied the rejection and wanted me to recognize that although the darkness may be absolute and profound, the sun will shine again.
The cold may be very intense, may dry and open my skin, but my blood is warm. Love may reject, hate me, but my love will not answer the same way because I believe in a greatest Truth, larger than suffering, anguish, pain, misery and abandonment. I believe in a greater power. I truly believe in Love and my wounds will heal and the wind will pass and the shadows of the night, will dissipate. My steps will find a true beginning with beautiful flowers, crystal lagoons, where to clean my wounds.
My face does not need to be confused with rejection, my tongue does not need to dry and my soul does not need to die, because I believe in a superior power, called Love.
I will defeat hatred, I will defeat the evil that was threatening and confusing me. And that withered lily, will live again and as resplendent torch, my heart, in spite of everything, will never cease to Love.
-Author and Artist: Oscar Basurto Carbonell
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Sunday, January 30, 2011
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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Friday, October 29, 2010
The Sun and the Moon
What would happen to the trees if they would give flowers but no fruits?
What would the birds do, if they could fly but they were scared of the heights? What would be of the sea, without waves and foam and without its blue color? How the night would look without stars? How would the human face look without a smile?
Will it be like a heart that does not go on beating, that does not palpitate , and agitates because does not love, does not feel, does not want, because the illusion has died? Will it be like a drifting ship? Or perhaps, will it be like madness?
For all those who have lost illusion. They must know that they still have to meet destiny. And that reality is calling them. They certainly, must make good, a reality. And they must add, a grain of sand to the spiritual work every day. And if they act like this, then it will be reciprocal in man and towards God. And they must turn their minds and words into sincere expressions of worthiness and charity.
Because, what is sunlight for those who can't see? But even blinder is the one who is able to do good and does evil instead. He becomes a broken branch and has a cruelty worse than death, since he wants everything from life, but without any kind of participation.
God calls us towards a conscious Love. Life must be stable and diligent. And thus, the goals will be reached and a heart worthy of the Love of God, will be forged.
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Monday, August 30, 2010
Let's Dare to See...
What is in the deep of the sea? What is in that distant land or at some future date? What does bring the mystery? What will be revealed to us of what is hidden? What is the flavor of the fruit that will produce the work of our hands and what will we find in the path ?
Let's discover by joining the impossible, building the bridges that join ties between abysses, between what could not be but it is now. Let's dare to see, to feel, to live, to know, to experience, to enjoy, to cry and finally to laugh.
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Saturday, February 13, 2010
I want to be as the River...
I want to be as the river, free, happy, smiling, without chains, unbiased, but nobody seems to understand, that life is a strict system to control and judge. That is why, I am crazy, and I laugh when the others cry, when they cry wanting to reach fame and glory, that my mind cannot understand. I enjoy the flight of the bird but people want to put it in a cage. I want the animals free in the forest, but all the others want to put it in a cage. I am mad because I live in a world that is too different and insolent, they all think that they are gods, while I don't think that I am special. I want to live in a house without doors and windows but people want doors and windows hard and heavy so nobody can enter or leave.
They cry their dead, while I am happy because they left and their souls are free, they fly by the sky, but people cannot see or understand this. Who am I? I am nobody, but they are the masters of the world, they are sane and enraptured with something that I will never understand. I am mad and I will stay like this.
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Author and Artist: Oscar Basurto Carbonell
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Saturday, November 7, 2009
Contemplating the Night

It happened in the town of the man named Madman. Somebody heard him talking to himself. And this is what he was saying: "I had a dream, where I was facing the Night. Her face was pale but resplendent. Her dress was black but covered with diamonds at the same time. And the Night was looking at me and I felt ecstatic. We could communicate without words and I felt her hands giving me soft caresses. We lived an intense romance. But suddenly I heard the voice of a deep silence. It was the Light that was approaching and the Night was leaving me. From that moment on, I do not want to open my eyes, I want everything to be dark, that all lights are turned off and then to have a perfect placid solitude so in the intimacy of the silence, I can contemplate the Night again." And the one who had heard the Madman, said to him: " You are completely crazy." And the Madman answered: "Now, they called madness to Love. But what do you know about madness ? If you do not know how to recognize Love.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
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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Wednesday, September 9, 2009
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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Saturday, August 29, 2009
The Wisdom of the Madman on Love

There was great confusion among the habitants of the town, since they all were talking about Love because it was their favorite topic. Some said: " I have a great love but I am very jealous." Other said, "I also love a lot and thus I demand and control a lot."Other said: "My love is great, greater than yours, what I feel is possession."Other said: " My love is sensible, fragile and delicate, love makes me cry"And in this fashion, many declared their great love. Then, their king brought the wisest men who started to select who was the best: obsessive, domineering, demanding and aggressive. And the wise men said that this was a mysterious thing, since they didn't know that there was so much love, and they needed to decipher that question. And they brought the wisest of the wise who lived in a cave in the mountain. All were reunited and pretending that they were the winners and brought their neighbors, friends and relatives since everybody wanted to be best recognized in front of everybody. Then, the oldest wise man came and listened patiently all the declarations of love and as he listened, thick tears were running down his face and the persons in the meeting, said: " See how moved he is. What a great opportunity!When everybody had finished, the old wise man looked at the persons and said: " I have listened with attention and I can tell you without any doubt that I feel great pity for you since nothing of what you said is love, because in truth you all don't know the meaning of love. You have presented with great vanity the feeling of been selfish, you want to control, to posses and manipulate. You assume that love is like an object, or mere obsession and manipulation. You think of love like object of pure obsession and in your pretension and illusion, you only see your own heart but don't know anything about love.The public felt confused but out of ignorance, didn't want to accept that reality and said that the man was crazy. And he was thrown out of the city and they even dare to crown themselves as great lovers. In the meantime, the wise man went back to his cave in the mountain and was thinking: " Immature, blind, hallucinated, because Love is a feeling of reverence to the loved one. Love is the sincere surrender of the heart and is not like an emperor wanting to rule the sky and even the stars. Love is the essence of the spirit who rather Gives than Receives.
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Sunday, August 2, 2009
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."
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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Saturday, July 25, 2009
The Immortal Warrior

In the town of the man called Madman, something incredible has happened. The best warrior of the king, champion of every battle, of every tournament, and better known as the Immortal Warrior because of his strength, courage, and abilities in the art of combat; that exceptional warrior, so feared and respected, has been found dead, to the side of his bed; he seemed to have suffered a great deal. It was expressed in his face and his tunic was torn in the area of the chest since it seemed as if he had tried to remove a dagger. What a macabre scene! Nobody could have imagined this.Many funeral offerings will be made and the whole town and their king are crying in front of the deceased and everywhere people are asking how could this happen? who killed him? if he could fight with many fierce warriors at the same time. Since he was a child he had been trained to overcome pain, fear, desolation but today we are here contemplating the one who was the most victorious warrior in life.There is a mystery that seems impossible to solve. And the king called the most experienced investigators because he wanted to have justice and they must capture the killer or killers of the loyal warrior, of this immortal warrior.And the king asked: " What happened? was he poisoned? was he knifed? attacked from behind?How could this be? And besides, what's the reason behind his expression of pain and his torn tunic? who can explain this? Nobody was able to give an answer. Everybody was speculating and not able to find the key. And the desperate king called who seemed the least appropiate to solve this question, he called the man called Madman and asked him: " The investigators have great experience and have been working during many days, studying every detail but they don't have the answer."And he added: " I know that mad people say what they feel, maybe you by being out of this world, will be able to tell us what nobody can understand in this world."And the Madman, asked for a minute of silence, that was granted by the king and the whole kingdom was silent for a moment. Not even the birds sang, nor the wind blew, that minute seemed eternal. Then, the Madman told the King: " The Immortal Warrior died in the most terrible and unsuspected way that somebody can die. That warrior who won every battle, couldn't win the most delicate, fine, exquisite battle but also the most terrible, infamous, painful. That's the reason that I requested silence, because when I saw him, I understood the whole thing and my soul cried, I have the answer. There is no need to search for the killers, or conspiracy, no need to search for anybody because we will not find anything, but certainly something killed him, something too big, something that nobody can bear. The Immortal Warrior died because of love."The king then, said: " The man called the Madman has raised the veils and opened our eyes so we could find that love can also be fatal."
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Sunday, July 5, 2009
Violence and Peace

In the town where the man called the madman lives, a big battle has happened with much violence coming from the armies of the North, the South, the East and the West and they have had a fierce battle. The violence is unthinkable and it seems that evil is over that town. The battle has lasted for four days, there are thousands of casualties and only one man is alive.
How is this possible. It is hard to believe, but this is what happened. Neutral nations were faced with that horror when they went looking for survivors and they could only found smashed bodies and only one survivor. "What happened?" they asked him.And he said: "It was as if fierce demons had been untied and they all were fighting each with the other. It seemed that death was having a great party. "
But how did you survive? he was asked. And he answered: " I learned that violence only brings more violence and that Peace is the only worthy arm. Then, I calmed my mind and in that moment I became wind and water. The bullets, knives, blows and arms of all types, were coming over me, but my mind was serene because I believed in Peace in my heart. The violence was happening around like lightning, but I would move to the sides and let it pass. More attacks would come but I would become like water and would flow and they could not trap me. Suddenly, a gigantic bomb exploded in front of me and thousands were killed in an instant; their tongues became ashes before their bodies fell to the ground. But in that moment, I felt as if earth and heaven were supporting me and an inner voice said:
" In the serenity, in the calmness, and non violence, is found the victory." And then, I found that I was the only survivor but I was very sad for what had happened here."And the ones who had asked him, moved away while thinking: "This one has survived but he is completely mad."
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Friday, June 19, 2009
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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Thursday, April 23, 2009
That Special Moment

Between life and death, there is a solemn moment where I am free, so free that I am neither dead nor alive. In that moment, I live life, I see death and from the deepest part of my heart, I say: "Grant me another moment or the whole eternity, in order to be myself and nothing else."
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Friday, April 10, 2009
Riches, Freedom and Peace
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Just Be Yourself

The human being, often is, a complex psychological mechanism. This, may seem absurd but in reality means, not wanting to assume real responsibilities. And mainly, looking for constant self justification and running away from himself, for the only reason of maintaining tranquility and control. But this is a self deceit attitude. It is sad, that people keep hiding behind many masks, avoiding to have self knowledge while making constant rituals, out of life. They hide their own feelings, which they cut off, before they bloom. These are depressed people with a mask of spirituality or honesty and with supposed great sense of solidarity. And who can be found in every place and condition, forming part of a team but they hide behind the other persons, since they don't want to be themselves. These persons are condemning themselves to failure in all they do, in every type of relationship, they will never get to be happy and if they are, is from a posture of self defense and negation to life itself. Many aspects of human evolution, follow this process. The spirituality is a conscious practice, where it is truly lived, and is not a path followed in a blind way, confusing this attitude with faith, which has another meaning. Faith, is a true commitment to spiritual communion, where the process of analysis and thought are related to accomplish excellence in every sense. Life, is to be lived with intensity. This means, to love the process of getting to know and to discover the best that we can be. Divine Love, does not want us to be blind, ignorant, fanatics or simple mechanisms, but rather to realize the best talents of living. There is a great difference between living in constant fear, pretending everything is fine, while being self deceived, or rather, living a life full of spiritual plenitude. Let's start by asking ourselves : What do I understand ? What is the objective of the spiritual life ? How to discover its meaning ? Why is Love, good ? In this way, and by taking life in this true and responsible form, we will be a true and real being. Let's not pretend what we are not. Let's be the best that we can be, for the good of all.
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Friday, March 13, 2009
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Saturday, March 7, 2009
The Wisdom of the Madman

Great mathematicians were writing in stone tables mathematical calculations, trying to find another form of calculation; then, they invited other mathematicians.
But they could not find the solution and after many days and night thinking, nothing could be found.
The calculations were increasing to such extent that there were no more stone tables left.
Finally, the oldest man came, he came riding a donkey and when he saw the stone tables, said:
" We will never be able to find the solution."
And he felt such a surprise that he turned backwards, stepping on the donkey's leg who reacted kicking and broke the stone table. that fell to the floor and broke.
While the old mathematician shouted: " All broke into pieces. Nothing was left. The donkey found the solution." And that day, the zero was invented.
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Friday, January 30, 2009
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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Author: Oscar Basurto Carbonell
Sunday, January 25, 2009
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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Author: Oscar Basurto Carbonell
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