I'm finished, finished
, finished
I'm totally empty and
I'm actually not even that. This paradox –Knowing - and thus keep silent -because I am completely confident
that I AM YOU, makes that I acutally should like to die. Although I was never born. I am finished.
That's what I posted last night on Facebook.
It's true. There is only one truth and that is for everyone
the same Sometimes I find it not easy that
when I say that there are so few people who understand what I'm saying, that I am
actually only talking about MYSELF !! Because I am convinced that I am YOU. So
when I say that almost nobody understands what I am trying to tell you, it's
inevitable that I don’t understand MYSELF !
And of course, this is the truth. It is not for Anne (or Annette) to understand
herself. She will never understand. Impossible. Understanding goes much further
than that.
Look. You can never be finished. There is nothing to finish.
There is always something NEW. Every moment! Every moment is created at the
moment en therefore you will never get enough of it! How can you be finished if
every moment is created at THIS moment? If YOU are created at this very moment? 
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