Where to start

Well, usually you start from the beginning, but where truly is the beginning? Is it the day you were born, the day you fell in love, the day you held your child, the day you finished  college, the day you started your career, the day you bought a house, the day you held your grandchild, or maybe the day you died and started over again this infinite circle of life and death?

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There was something strange with the sky that day….maybe that is how I start my new story? – “Two worlds colliding…a new universe is born”

Truly, there is no beginning and there is no end, it’s just a conciseness transforming from one state of evolution to another until it is formed and shaped to its final creation. I hope that, as I move on the evolutionary scales, I will discover it. How you perceive life and yourself depends on the scale you are. Respecting every living being evolutionary scale on our cosmic ship is the essence of moving forward, and love is the ultimate tool to achieve that. The setup of today human beings “modern, civilized and intelligent” society undermines everything that, and no matter how much you want and how hard you try to challenge its cores, beliefs and values, you always find yourself trapped by it. But, knowing that life has a purpose and a greater meaning than this material form of ours and that our mind is capable of overcoming all the material barriers is the true power to upgrade ourselves into a higher beings and is the only way to get out and free ourselves of all the traps and illusions that today society has prepared for us.

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There was something strange with the sky that day… two worlds were colliding, a new universe was born. Walking through the labyrinth I saw the many universes that my consciousness have created, in some of them I was and in some of them I wasn’t. I felt so much big and powerful watching from above all my failures and successes, all the joy and all the pain.

“This is easy” –  I thought.

My path was clear, all I had to do was to follow the line that was pointing the right direction. All the other paths were already chosen and closed.  As I continued some of the lines were disappearing. I was getting smaller and powerless until I couldn’t see above the wall. There was only one line left for me, and I was walking it alone. I wasn’t afraid or worried, because I knew that there are others on the same path and with the same goal – to clear “The house of mirrors” from the evil that was possessing it. Something was happening, I was losing control over my movement and I was being pulled by a force field. I was trying to resist it, but as hard as I resist the harder I was pulled. The wall was gone, my movement was back, surrounded by a dark mirrors I found myself in the one of the house rooms, and it wasn’t the “Room of love”.

“Next time I will try harder to resist the field.” –

In front of me was the darkest mirror in the room.

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