… let them out for fresh air … let them see the light of sun … or the moon … even better … we need light in our lives … but to be natural … coming from above … of the Divine … we must trust this energy and be open to accept it …
… so, dirty … yet soiled? … unwashed or just with traces of life … with the personal imprint of every traveler of life … with the soul … the blood … the wound … the agony … the concern … surely these unwashed cannot be dirty … nor related to anything dirty or crude … but are mainly the outcry of the soul … that penetrates the flesh and finds a small hole to come out … and then looking for ways to talk … to chat with the outside world … to discover escape routes and communication paths … soul and mind become one … an idea is conceived … once expelled … hurts … the prediction intense … a vision for the future is born … once the confusion leads to chaos … explodes … the flame is burning … and manages to seduce and be charmed by the most beautiful feeling … love …
… soul forms its own line … maybe a path based on old traces … worked … imprinted … washed … and reworked in a new direction … with new questioning and new concerns … the road is ragged, with parallel loses … wants to run, but hesitates … progressing steadily … with a move … is exposed … is naked but not scared … balances … the outcry of the soul is there … with flesh and bones … with an image … converses … and looking forward to a frisk for the next step …
… in times where everything changes … let us maintain our composure and integrity … let’s give a little space, but mostly some time, to the needs of our soul … let’s be quiet to hear it … it’s the only truth we can experience … is happy, really, anyone who can listen and follow his soul in life … he will have saved time and gained substance … will have made his alley through this life worthwhile, significant … offered to humanity … how many non-conscious people acted in latest years … and have not helped …
… consciousness, then … I am here, now and I experience this … I know what I want … in this case everything is simple … let’s not make it complicated … let’s hear that voice that wants to come out … let’s see it like traces imprinted in our linens … our natty, crystal clear dirty linen!