It's strange...
decades ago I written an screenplay about how the humanity will die from something that was inside them.
that was part of my dreams since kid.
I looked for science and metaphysics since long time.
After that there were years with no desire.
Now, I enjoy a garden, while watching the butterflies, the birds, swirrels, pets, crickets, bees, wild ducks travelling, pets,
fireflies.cockroaches, ants , every wonderful animal.
nature are grateful. insects, birds, trees are grateful.
each year there are 2 weeks when a small red insect from less than 1cm appears (0.2-0.3 inches), friendly, trapezoidal in shape, and prehistoric in
appearance. the insect identification sites have not been able to catalog them, there are less than 100 red insects per year in one tree. if you call
them, they go near you.
I like watching an unknown ancient mountain-pyramid (mountain with the shape of a pyramid), with a cube on the top of it. Thousands years before this
civilization, and they were there, the only remaining is what they built. nothing else remained.
the sunrays go brighter when go to the roof, and sometimes I wish to understand better the light. (brain waves are in the same frequency that the
sunlight). the sunlight and the water can understand your thinking, and can communicate. live understand live.
I like to see the sky, the milky way, enjoy the air, the rain.
everything created changes, the change is the constant.
I see how the things that affect lot of population happens and were related to my old memories, like a replay of events.
learning detachment of suffering.
and what I will do?
I just contemplate the mountains, the nature.
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