I am on air, he said proudly
You would rather be listening instead, I suggested
The Symmetry of Things
I am on air, he said proudly
You would rather be listening instead, I suggested
The most popular and intimate way of being together is sex. And as a meaning of pleasure, we are sure to experience it.
But then, when you are at it, you will see that there is a moment where you detach from your partner and start being all by yourself. And you are not alone. But you are all one.
And when pleasure peaks, you are not shouting his name, but what you say is
„Oh my GOD“.
And this is where you are.
I love when I am at a place, and suddenly, the silence is so deep that you pause for a moment. Surprised.
It happened at certain places, where you could expect it, in overwhelming nature and when you are mostly alone. But today it happened at the edge of a field, when walking by.
And pausing, you hear what the silence says „You are blessed“.
The first Third was only to survive. You sure think, it will never end.
The second Third taught me to live. A longer way, more demanding, more promising than the first.
The third Third now should be for living. The decisions are all mine now.
This might be the main difference. That this first third did not ask me to decide. And did not grant the right. The second one was for errors also, which you cannot prevent when learning to live. My wish now would be that this third is free of errors. But be careful whenever this word appears. Wish.
These first steps were to persuade myself and the others, that I can really do it.
These steps out of the city, into nature, the first crossroads and then the first decision, where to go.
I tended to take the road that looked more convenient. Tarred, downhill, in the direction of a place where people lived. But that inner voice knew better than me. More often than not, I had to go the other way.
It was all about intuition, from the very beginning.
The first walk and the question, where did this information come from.
Where was the certainty from, to decide, when just a moment before, a day before, everything seemed to be unknown?