…Besides, there is always the game of multiple reality. Funny ha? Game maybe…You know, whatever you do you create a path, a reality, and the things that you do aren’t many, they are countless. And somewhere over there you get lost, that’s why you get lost anyways. The paths are so many and they don’t have the same destination.
The point is that it’s pointless to sit down and rub your head, trying to combine elements and solve a mathematical problem to find the right path. No. Else you are doing it wrong. Think about it for a while… Why someone has to start from the unknown to find something that already knows. Crazy ha? Truth though. You are doing it wrong. Well, this doesn’t mean that wrong will give you the wrong results because this is not math. Because, destination it’s not a variable.
It’s really funny when you don’t know the already known. What is happening? You can’t remember? You have buried it somewhere in the back of your head? Sometimes, you leave the trash in your head and the smell can’t stand you. You are doing it wrong. How can you bury something in the bottom of the sea? Well, you can say you have to dive in, reach the bottom, dig and bury it. It seems hard work but you do it because there, no one will see it. Because the secret always stimulates the human mind. It feeds it, it gives it a purpose, a reason. And you like it. You prefer it. And the others prefer it too. And you don’t burry much. You bury countless.
There are sometimes when you lose the bewitchment of secrecy and you feel filthy, lost and sad. Because the smell can’t stand you. Sometimes, it’s too hard to find the right way. You need to find the right destination which will have only lights, and it will illume only for you and it will illume the right path. You know the destination because you know where you have hidden it. But if you dig it up then the rest of the paths will hide in the darkness. And I’m afraid of the darkness. So…maybe I‘ll get comfortable here at the incandescence lights, waiting and hoping that the sun will come out and will come find me.
A lost stargazer 