as returned with bloody feet from the pilgrimage in the jungle. invisible ghostly frequencies haunting the perception of timelessness.
i realize this is a miracle.
beyond an individual's threshold of pain is the entry to the horizon of ectsasy, just as past the point of ultimate pleasure explodes the destruction of lightness.
so from the meaninglessness of my life, arised the sense that being empty was not enough.
once again the thirst return and with it the need to satisfy it and the endless cycles of human suffering must re initiate.
in each microscopic sighting of reality i can perceive the same greater cycles, as a macrocosmic initiation.
the fractal of the journey.
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retrospectively i realize i love the concept of journey!
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só podia :)
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