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the dream throughout time's pass
(oh it's gone)


very few people have a clear vision of their goal that is not to be achieved
but is to make them want to get better
during the whole time of their lives.
For others, if they once discover such a goal, it is something they have to keep on shaping and letting go
and finding again, not pursuing and not stopping being worried about its evolvement.

so the seasons pass.
each reappearing either as a form of wonder or as a distant reality that has no beginning and no end.
we can teach ourselves to refine the thought and to be open by claiming a time of touch, a part of land when our senses and our thoughts are no longer separated.

we shall then have formed the kind of relation which we might recall as our freedom.


so much is going on that we don't even have the time and the strength to think of. How can we relate to all this that is happening so fast and so far away and not bound ourselves to the mundane of repetition? how can we stop finding pleasure in those repeated acts which form a kind of certainty and reassurance and an excuse for our lack of time and energy? every morning every noon every night

they said there has been a rebellion in egypt, leading to several deaths and thousands of injured people and a new formed government by the very same person the people have turned against to and some new promises
some 2000 people lose their jobs in greece everyday, according to an article of a newspaper left on a table i passed by; i find it hard to accept. My neighbors' dad is in the hospital and tomorrow is 9 months since my grandmother passed away. In real time that is.