The geengrocery of thoughts

He who is pure cast the stone first brought a lot of meditating these days to me… It seems to me that the world that sorounds me is much more like a greengrocery of thoughts and actions aimed to become somebody’s else soup. People are so eager to cook the soup forgetting about the place they bought their vegetables.

Good deeds seem to be so rare, good word is nowhere to be found but from God. Is this the way people should treat each other ? The only good words are said only if there’s something personal to be gained afterwards ?

things to be considered

What things are silence’s torments ? mostly fear… how much fear I could accumulate ? I tell you this: all of us are afraid even when we blossom in joy, even when God himself touched our soul giving a moment of true happiness we are afraid to loose it all.

Yes, fear bites everything and even when we talk polite to someone we often found ourselves saying: “I’m afraid that…”

Fear is so powerful, its the best ally of all malevolence, even courage has its roots in fear. I would very much like to see more often people that are not so scared… please, please consider not saying “what if…” a whole week. This path to freedom is hard and only having the best ally beside you will deliver yourselves to happiness: God.

the first one

I only hope you’ll enjoy my sporadic flares coming out of my heart… let alone my pour soul.

This is my heart as I reveal to the others my joy and my pain of becoming a true human being. Be aware I’m not in a rush. In fact I would very much like to stop the time, to slow down the mad tyranny of the rush hours, the impetuous flow of my youth and all the people that extend me becoming the speed standards of my feelings.

So my first word to you is slow down, take your time, do things in the rhythm of your beautiful heart beat.

Question: When was the last time you heard your own heart beating just enough to enjoy the miracle of your own prof of life ?