As human beings we all are compelled to think, act and believe as the ancient people had been constructed our civilization, that's the reason why we still repeating the same patterns, all the time in each topic that you could focus, we still repeating. We condemn ourselves to take the responsibility of everything that we think we know and yet still acting and allowing our beings to stare in front of our non-evolution, doing this as our biggest mistake, instead, we should open our eyes and realize that everything that we must know is unknown. Whatever they have told us is not totally the truth, sciences, knowledge, information, no matter what they've said it is not the total truth. We have conceded to our minds keep the limits that people created from themselves and take that into ours all the thoughts we are allowing our minds to construct are based in a limit that shouldn't be ours, we should be able to construct our own limits but first of all, we are not allowed by civilization in allusion to the system we've created, second, we have fears bigger than our cravings to really know, and third, not everyone is prepared to feel this. And I refer to knowledge as a feeling because principally knowledge is to feel, to feel our nature, to feel us, is based into an emphatic way, but how much are we feeling? We take love as the biggest experience because is the only feeling that we try to really get into, if we could see what's hidden from our eyes by no one but us, we could be emphatic persons and have a true experience of being alive. All I've said seem so far from reality to some people whose time to understand hasn't arrived. To them what I can say is to wait, but work on into their real failings talking about, ego and how we think us still into the top of a false food chain because we despise the intelligence of our partners in life, animals, plants, microorganisms, thinking that the difference between us makes them less smart, but if we could only understand that difference makes us nothing but different to each other and at the end we all are going to come back to our mother we could probably get to know that we are all the same but in just a different expression. We all are part of this dream, and we should awake now.
Arhmad.

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