Small Manual about Love: Part VI

From Understanding
When I was younger, so much younger than today (around 15), I made an essay in English about me being just a character of someone else's dream. Now I find it kind of sad because this would mean I would be living a meaningless life and had no control over it whatsoever. But can you imagine your dreams? All the characters you create? All the lives that start and end there? All the stories that you imagine according to your hopes and fears? Aren’t they real when you're dreaming? Couldn't we be it?
Maybe that could explain all the different existing realities. Each dreamer would change reality to match his /her underwater feelings. And we could be living in different dreams but still meet each others if people dreaming had a really strong connection; and my vision of the same world / situation would be completely different from yours.
I believe in energies. Been talking about it for a long time. Each one of us has its own energy. Some like to share and give. Some like to share and take. And, God of energies, how do they take! They absorb it, dry you out and make you gloom and heavy.
Forgetting about dreams and focusing on experience; that's how you manage to see differently the same thing: you live and think it in a different way because you are different. Since the moment you are created you begin to absorb energy: from your mother and what surrounds her, from the people that gave you birth, from friends and relatives, from situations and places. All the moments experienced by you help to reinforce your own reality. Or your own view of reality. Or your own reality!
Knowing this, you should acknowledge difference, understand it and respect it (or the other way around). Don't be so eager to judge, and realize prejudice makes no sense. BE you and let others BE themselves. So that everybody can BE together.
2 comentários:
Decididamente, What The Bleep Do We Know...
E porque raio é que eu escrevi isto em inglês é uma pergunta que me faço vezes contadas (p'raí umas 4). Ah! Deve ser por causa da internacionalização do meu blog...
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