Nevertheless

The world is terrible, terrible, harmful and cruel. It’s hell trying to survive in this an absurd and impermanent sphere. Order is nothing more than a mirage, peace is a dream, and harmony is lost on the horizon.

discord and anarchy They are the norms of what seems normal to all of us. The gazelle dies under the lion’s yoke, the lambs perish in the dogs’ mouths, the dove dies under the eagle’s claw. Clutter does not produce confusion, the chaotic sadness of disorganization It is as plain as a sunrise. The world is a ball of a ball, it is a mess wrapped in vines. Entropy is a law, and order is already a legend. What is abnormal is conformity, what is normal is obedience. The tidal wave of disorder overshadows the virtues of certainty.

And in that tidal wave of suspicion and general betrayal dog bites the master and the canary escaped through the window. It seems that violence is poetry and hatred is art, the world is upside down. Suffering covers the universe like a shroud. Every creature suffers the misfortune of being alive or perishing. The vulture licks its lips, the condor drools the remains of those who failed in the project. A cat that dies after being run over or by a dog who lives crippled images are disproportion, injustice. Life is not a lottery It’s not a lottery or raffle, luck has nothing to do with this grotesque show. Because the circumstances that tear us apart, the events that are born around us, are nothing more than seeds in the wind.

Are these coincidences which our paths often crosscoincidences that allow us to observe the sphere of others, alien life crystal. But even within the chaotic, the obscene, the grotesque, something beautiful can be created, something with consistency.

Something that only requires a thought to create, like the rhymes in this sermon. Because only from within can action be initiated that generates change abroad. The only future you can predict is yours, the only destiny you can change is yours. The situations that attack the door of your soul are nothing more than entropy trying to get away with it, it is chaos ringing, it is you are trying to convince the normality of the abnormal that surrounds you your mind.

Calmness, reflection and observation are the only weapons in the fight against the titan of uncertainty, in the fight against the champion of indecision. Because, despite everything, we’re still fighting confusion here, aren’t we? The decisions of your decisions are your property. No one can take responsibility for the consequences of your own adventure. The beauty of life lies in understanding this statement. Because every action that your physicality performs is a trick of your own being, your consciousness giving free rein to your imagination, a manifestation of its existence. This is where the joy, satisfaction of actions and reactions of an uncontrolled pendulum are born. The gentle swaying of the leafless oak, the gentle waltz of the blades of grassuncontrolled

the weight of the runaway ocean are nothing more than props, props of life’s odyssey. Relaxation overwhelms when understanding subdues body and mind. Because the ego narrows the concept, but there is a cure for that, which is just to open your eyes and live in the moment. There is a solution to such a complicated worry, knowing that no matter what happens, you will always have the power to think, meditate and decide.