Sentirsi soli, cosa significa?
Forse avere paura del buio? Forse sapere di non avere un futuro, o forse aspettarsi che qualcuno ci risollevi e ci riporti verso qualcosa, una cosa qualsiasi ma che rappresenti l'amore?
Amore,
una parola bistrattata, usata spesso come stendardo, quasi si fosse noi soli dalla parte dei giusti e tutti gli altri fossero il nemico. Non siamo amati, nessuno ci vuole, reietti di una società senza principi.
E' questo l'amore?
Avere qualcuno che si occupi di noi? Che ci accompagni silenziosamente e che ad un nostro cenno ci riempia le nostre voragini?
Far from being a teacher in terms of love, I feel the heaviness of those mournful waving their flag, their own needs.
Will love, will, understanding, wanting at all costs ... and be deaf and blind to every small approach, such is our superiority, such is our self-centeredness.
pain. Of course, there is pain and despair.
How not to share the suffering of someone who has spent time in life? That has suffered so much and still feel torn flesh at the thought of a future, a Non-future, of an abyss of loneliness?
E 'lament that torture. The constant lament, as if the entire universe should listen to our litany, our yelp.
misunderstood.
We asked only that we have a bit of love, approval and participation.
We asked. And this is what we have done for years ... just asked. The hand now atrophied in a satisfactory hint of charity towards us. Property under a blanket of ice that surrounds us and makes us invisible to another.
recriminations.
A constant recriminations our poverty, our destiny, our cruel past, our bodies become exhausted and numb to everything.
Constant pursuit of great minds, our lavish gestures of compassion, the word used as a business card, the word that makes us enjoy ourselves and our capabilities. More ... in exchange for an act of love.
ask.
Why not ask, when you know they have nothing, or worse still when you have the certainty of losing everything?
Why you expect someone to be there, ready to squeeze in a hug when we need it. Never ask if, at that precise moment, the other one has as much need.
Would not it be better to give?
giving
a part of our thinking and our heart, when even those who are in front of us he has the desire ... because not everyone is like us, why do not all have the same understanding of the gestures of love.
How to Force someone to be loved?
The more our minds will remain free from the vicious circles in which the pomposity of his ego reigns supreme, the more we will be free to receive. So, without asking.
no thanks nor pity. Only because they were there, at the same time, while at the same infinite love. Get
is lawful, screaming our need is useless.
Everybody needs to love but to get it wrong. It makes our heart sunk. The heart is not an object of barter.
Love should not be a need. Love is what we "must" first of all to ourselves, humbly, without any burdens to weigh down our way, without court proceedings against any person who has hurt us because it is always a chance to lose, you always have the option of start and if we are ready for this, we love to spare for those who need it.
giving and surrender quietly, without constraints, without bitterness towards the past and without any need to see if a smile on the lips of another.
The same lips that if they want, without you the kiss you've ever asked.
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