I just finished reading the new Paulo Coehlo's novel, "The Witch of Portobello"...And as always, I have admired his work and art of expressing taos or unknown paths. I think us, as human beings ,never try to be ourselves, not many people experience trance,but simply rely on the so called "Ecstacy" to get out of thier body and observe their souls from outside merely as a stranger...We all experience balnk spaces, but never have the courage to break the silence and search for alternatives...We have long forgot the earth, the friendship we could bond with divinity and the inspiration it could bring to our inside...we all search for euphoria, are constantly trying to change but we stay still for unknown reasons....we look for happiness elsewhere on this planet, setting it as an everlasting unlimited and self deafiting goals,searching it in the chineese fortune cookies....never looking at it as a path, as a way to live...........why can't we love someone with no reason...that's absolutely brutal to love someone we dislike,but as I learned Love simply is...

And above all, we constantly struggle for perfection,to achieve something, but never master "the art of doing absolutely nothing"...forgetting that our souls sometimes needs these moments of void filled beside us,and we have to look face up to it...sometimes we ought to be,just enjoy that we are,rather than someone who could someday become...................when is then time to trasform from a human being into an icon?Isn't it about time to give life the attention it deserves?