The Earth and the Sky

The earth and the sky, how distant are one of the other, but who can separate them? They cannot separate but they cannot unite either.

What is the reason? What is the reason that you don’t listen to me? Why, if you listen, then I don’t want to listen to you? Why are we so different? Why do we pretend living absent one from the other?

If we know that nothing can separate us, neither madness nor death. I, You, are words, because in reality, we are one, because separated, we would be nothing.

But when I open my winds, you clip them, you cut them off, you tear them to pieces. Then, I get upset and I deny you and you deny me. And I hurt you and you hurt me. And peace only lasts as a fleeting dream, as the all in front of the nothing. But, I cannot be without you and you cannot be without me.

We are that mystery that makes that life be each day, new and different. We are the Heart and the Mind.

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Author: Oscar Basurto Carbonell

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Love and Its Mysteries

My friend, love is the only thing, that make us different of all evil, and of that inert nature, which does not think and does not feel.
It is very certain that love, sometimes, changes from red flower and becomes blood of an open wound. It is also true, that sometimes, it blinds us, and dazzles us as when looking at the sun, but love, my friend, however much cruel, it may seem to you, it always teaches you to give everything. And if there is something that can be rescued from the suffering, is that love, made you fly and know the heaven of gods.
Why are mortals to blame for loving with the feeling that make us to lose reason?
But love does not die, love lives in you, suffers in you, cries for you, but remember this, love will revive and the day will come where you will find that love never, never, deceived you.
Rather, were some persons that didn't know, didn't appreciate the true meaning and the reason of the verb to love.

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The Celebration of the Townspeople.

A great celebration with abundant food and drinks happened in the town of the Madman. He was invited, of course, and the celebration was supposed to last for one month. They all wanted to eat and drink unceasingly but a curious fact was that when the Madman asked for food, he would say: " Please, give me very little, very little."

This expression made people laughed a lot. In an occasion they brought the Madman near the king because the king wanted to have fun. And the king said: " Nobody can be as crazy as this person refusing food." He then asked that his plate and the Madman's plate were brought with abundant meat and condiments. And the Madman said: " No, please, I will not eat."

Then, the king asked for more meat brought in the Madman's plate but he kept insisting: " No, please, I will not eat." And the king concluded that the man was completely crazy. And said: " In name of this poor lunatic, we will extend the celebration with more food and drinks completely free."

When the Madman knew, he escaped from the city and went into the fields, feeding on raw vegetables, roots, fruits and seeds. While the townspeople were laughing about him.

Three months passed and then they were hit by a plague. The king died of heart failure and many other persons with different diseases of the liver, blood and heart. The situation seemed like a curse. Finally the whole city was sick but the Madman was the only one who did not.

People thought that the Madman had put a curse on them and they looked for him and asked him: " How come that we are sick and you are well. Besides, you have not eaten our delicious food and you refused our abundance."

And he answered: " I did nothing to you and I wish that nothing bad would have happened to you. You were the ones who poisoned yourselves."And they answered: " You refused our food, you are mad and that is your great evil." And it happened that all the people got sick and died. But the Madman was the only one who survived.

How to Fill the Empty Spaces. For Reflection

The Madman was contemplating a large empty space and he longed for in his heart, saying: "How can I fill it?"

The days and the time passed and he suffered and was worrying about how to fill that empty space. Then, he seemed as awakening from a nightmare and raising his voice to the sky, said: " What madness is this that I have locked up myself into? I have covered the space. The natural common people, lock themselves up in small rooms, they seldom raise their eyes to see the light of the sun and much less they come out at night to contemplate the light of the stars. I don't want to fill the spaces any longer. I no longer want to make a tomb out of life, where it only enters the hustle and bustle of many things. I better go and see the empty spaces and I will discover the importance of the nothing. And I will laugh and be joyful just for the sake of it. Then, the empty spaces will be filled with happiness."

Violence and Peace. For Reflection

In the town where the man called the madman, lives, has happened a big battle 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.

Sudenly, 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.