Over the years I met, of course, many people with whom I grew up, I shared and discovered things, I worked and I evolved. In their majority they are valuable people, be it friends, partners, acquaintances or loved ones. In time, half amused and half surprised, I noticed a common feature of all these. Each of them claimed that most of my evolution was owed to them. And it is about many persons... I had few business partners who claimed that my existence and my evolution in terms of business was exclusively due to them. Few friends assumed most of my interpersonal relationships. Acquaintances affirmed...
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We currently live in a deeply material world that has forgotten everything about: kindness, warmth, love, morality, principles of humanity and even God. Money is the supreme King of society. Everyone's a craze for money. We attend and participate in an ongoing struggle in our society, with any weapons. Despite the technological development, people have become much worse, more frustrated, more bitter in social struggles. We act as in a jungle. Only few of us have moral rules. The only rules are the laws that are complied with only by fear. There are almost no examples of clean, moral, principled...
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Perhaps nothing is accidental. There is this belief of people that actually comes from the paradigm of the spiritual world’s existence, from a scientific perspective - the existence of parallel universes, the action of cosmic energies and laws, general interconnection, etc. People are tempted to believe that certain things that are happening to them in real life were preconceived by something or someone in that spiritual or parallel world; or to believe in the existence of unseen connections, and obviously not yet discovered. And that almost everything that is happening has a meaning or explanation....
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What is the sublime in love, that sublime everyone dreams of? I will tell you what I think... or what it means to me.
I think that sublime is born when you find the one whom, when you see her, you are not sure whether you want to kiss her, hold her, hug her, talk to her or just look at her. When no physical attraction to her is yet defined, because you see how fragile and pure she is, and you feel like you wouldn’t want to hurt her, to desecrate anything of that beauty of hers that you see as perfect. Somewhere inside you feel the physical attraction smoldering, and when that is going to be unleashed,...
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I recently returned to my country, probably not for long. Ever since I entered the plane, I could see the sad and bitter faces of the Romanians. I tried to look at some of them and I smiled. Guess what? Some smiled back at me; others got inspired and made some jokes. I don’t know how I did it, but even for a short moment, I have changed their mood.
I am (for the “n” time) shocked by how mean people can be. I will not return to this subject, I wrote about it before. But I do believe that in this world full of shortcomings, problems, frustrations and especially malice, the only solution is kindness....
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Imagine it is possible that starting tomorrow morning all the people would be very good. That when you leave the house, they would greet you and joyfully hug you. That they would treat you as you would be their best friend. That there would be no malice, competition, envy , petty and slinky interests. That when you have a problem, absolutely everyone would help. That when you need something, you just ask the closest person for it, and he would gladly give it to you, with a smile on his face, as to his own child. Imagine that the ones able to help, would really do that for the needy. That they would...
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You want to want her with all your body, to be the only you want in the world, because you once felt it was possible... And you know this is possible not only if there is that chemistry, that natural attraction, that glow of a child-woman, but also if she only has eyes for you, if you see her pure and unconsumed in old love stories to which she gave almost everything...
You want her to be a child, with that specific vital energy, as much as you want to see the real woman inside her. You want her to be able to understand what you say and to be patient when you talk about the essence of life and love....
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People... How beautiful life can be for some... how distressed are others... How little some people matter to others... how humans are some... How little some people feel... How much can others love... How careless are some... how generous are others... How mean can some be... how much can others suffer... How easily can some people attach to others... how hard can others draw themselves apart... How holy is the family for some people... how easy others leave... How easily can some people do wrong... how much good can others do... How much can some put on an act... how clean are others... How material...
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How sad is to believe in the existence of an ideal person, to be sure it exists, to be happy about it and to see things in a special way, to amplify and to enhance everything in your own imagination, especially when all around you is common; and then one day to understand that the ideal does not exist; it was just a flavour, a smell, a dream, an illusion, that is is so far from what you thought, that it once existed only in your imagination. To want to re-enter the dream, but not being able to do it, because you became too sober, too conscious, too grounded in the reality.
Just another thought....
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