posted on Feb, 11 2017 @ 07:07 PM
Dinner table with the family on a Saturday, chicken with rice was offered as a meal to each and everyone. We usually have a topic around the dinner
table and today i addressed our gypsy heritage and asked my mother;" Spirit is something we have a lot of, dont you think are blood is cursed? Going
to church would give simple means of nurturing a soul "
I looked at my nephew, and said;" I hope your soul will be everlasting " He smiled and yanked my winter beard.
My Mom sat quiet and wondered;" Dont you think a spirit is better in this world? " she said with an empty glare. " How did that work out in the
world of humans? " I said annoyed;" Doing your simple obligation to society is a struggle each and everyday, just cause your soul is not there
Her husband, didnt understand a simple word, for him this is the real world and my brother sat next to me struggling with keeping the last of his soul
and there was not much left. I told my brother a while ago;" Just let go, let your spirit free, we will make sure you dont fall, i will share my soul
with you " But its hard trusting wild animals in a peaceful zoo.
I said to my mother;" Lets go to church tomorrow, it will do you good. Just for an hour or two" She sat quiet again, she hated when someone told her
what to do. She wanted to run free, yet she never did what her mind told her to. " I dont know, lets see. " she said.
My mothers husband came in with the food he cooked for hours;" Enjoy the meal " he said with a proud smile, and we all said in a choir;" This
smells lovely and turned into humans once more" just so my mothers husband could believe in a world full of soul.