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by [Cathy ]

2005-09-07  |     | 




• God is in a smile.
• God is in a tear.
• God is in a flower.
• God is in a touch.
• God is in a heart.
• God is in a gesture.
• God is in a soul.
• God is in a child.
• God is in innocence.
• God is in the clouds.
• God is in the thunders and lightenings.
• God is in the waves.
• God is in the rocks.
• God is in the animals.
• God is in love.
• God is in hope.
• God is in beauty.
• God is in books.
• God is in rithm.
• God is in colours.
• God is in us.
• God is everywhere.
• God is in heavens.
• God is in everything that exists.
• God is here and there.
• GOD IS US.

Sometimes you sit and think if HE exists. But doesn’t HE think if we exist? Who is the actor? Me or Him? If the world is his dream then the actors are us. If this world is our dream then the actor is Him. But if the world would be our dream then why is the ending different from the one we want?
What stopes us from being happy? Maybe the fear of making this happines true. We are afraid of what we want.
The man is so misterious that his own mistery scares him. If by solving the mistery we might not like what we discover?
Who am I?
Do I exist or am I a dreaming?
I would like to be a butterfly to live one day and dye! I would like to be a dolphin to reach wisdome! I would like to be MYSELF a clown to laugh at ME.
I would like to be able to wake one day, surrounded by love, to feel truly happy, to clime the highest mountains and throw myself into the abiss of my being and shout: I EXIST!
This is the true life, not the one full of ilusions, not the one full of reality, MY LIFE…

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