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| Written by Lina Ru |
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[“I don’t understand what is happening here…” She thought, and as tears rolled down her cheeks.
Federic kissed her teardrops. She was in shock. She couldn’t stand the feeling of total confusion, but her body didn't move against him. She had known that man very well, and was fond of him as of her own grandfather, but... What was she doing there?
“My mother never told me this about him. Why? She should have. I was her daughter. Can I change her past? What is the limit that divides this woman from me? Where did the limit go?” asked Ity inside her head.
There was no answer. ] Because there are no boundaries through us, over us and beneath us. {…Boundaries arrive through concepts. My name is a concept, but in silence... There is a light, some may call it nothing, others may call it the entire universe. Is it really us? } I am the unlimited, yet not created. Because my creation never begun, it always was, were and will be. {…If I am my past, future, and present... Why can't I be in them at the same instant? Could it be that my present is the only reality? } I am the rainbow that you can touch. Because this is my reality even though you don’t want to believe in miracles. {…If you don't see me. Does it mean I don't exist? If I can't see who I really am, does it mean I do not exist? } I am the memory of love because when I regret the past I stop living this open present called life. Tell me where can I… Leave your memories, if I never was you. Leave my memories but always was you. {…Memories are concepts, brain activity brought from senses reduced into electrical currents. Why do we want to feel immortal? Could be another type of memory, one that doesn't depend of the brain? Could this be just another attempt of immortality? How can we find it out? Open your book, see through your heart, and discover who is "I"? } With love, my dear, with love, I may understand you, and open this closed book, forever and back. |