The Monkey Mind

(PC:  https://www.pinterest.com/pin/509047564113142864/ ) I need you to breath for me "  these words have been engraved in my heart if it so exists. It is a magical word, indeed. Seven words to make you fall in love. Ah.. romantic! "Wo ai ni" Tu es Belle" "Te amo Carino" and so on, they convey or try to what one feels for another. Even the famous quote, I know from Star wars is enough to express connection between any two. Alas we have pretty much used all our vocabulary in different language the expression, yet we still are searching for the perfect words to convey our imperfect feelings. There is a sadness for those who are still searching for the perfection walking lonely in the habitual monologue of life in this blue sphere. We have searched for so long, and it is so precious, and the life we have is nearly to the end, still we have not truly found it, though we believe so die hard we have felt the glimpses of the feeling called love. It is like the

Fallen, that is what they call her. Dark wings, yet still beautiful. She is more humane than humanity itself. She knows what it is to be like, like a lonely soul, truly alone, none to guide. Perhaps growing up is always difficult and it is accompanied with heavy feelings, a well of loneliness, only mortals know, they are mesmerized by the surface without learning knowing or understanding what is behind the beautiful surface. She learned with time the human depravity, greed and surprisingly rare kindness. The world has to know and thus her new direction was to bestow upon herself the heavy chain of morality, she gave up immortality, the cycle of divinity , she broke it, but it never was easy, so she accepted fate, she entered the new cycle of Samsara, cause and effect, and thus she was reborn. Thus she came to be. 

Even in the most crowded streets where the cacophony is the loudest, there is a kind of silence. That silence, inborn silence forgotten but there waiting to be reborn. People search for peace dwelling in that silence, they pursue happiness, wealth, youth and all the magic lost or could not be found, anymore.. We remain so into the things we forget what we feel truly feel inside rather than be aligned to what others feel and so accordingly believe what they feel is what we feel. And that is why the feeling of silence of others you believe to be yours, and that is why it is momentary and that is why like a drug it leads you to high and then lowest of low. To understand others first that's why sages advocate understanding of self.  Silence is mot mystical neither it is extraordinary, it is just normal, there to be realized by the mind, the spirit and soul. Ultimately we will realize this after we come to the final journey called life, desperately trying to hold it as long as possi