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The Book Of Lamentations - A book dealing with humans ambitions, rise and fall, self discovery, astral travel, love lost and found and etc. A book in which the author describes inner emotions, landscapes and his observation and perception of his inner self and the rest of the world. Trying to connect, or to re-connect with his self and nature in order to find higher meaning of life, death, love and solitude. A million ways to describe million of different emotions, landscapes, imagination and decisions in different kind of moments and situations at a certain points of life.
The book represents, in a twised way, finding beauty in negative spaces, because happiness and joy, love, satisfaction, peace and calm are found and felt through hardships, through difficult times, solitude, which gives them more meaning and they hold a special place in our memories and heart.
This is a book of how I dealt with certain emotions and hardships in a certain moments in my life, running through the metaphors of life and giving meaning to what seemed to be imposible to comprehend. Hopefully more people will read this book and maybe find that we share similar views and understandings of life, that we have something on common, or maybe the book will shed a new light on certain things making them easier to understand and deal with them. People usually try to find differences and want to be unique and that is fine. However we forget to see the similarities we have that connect us as human beings and help us to know that in difficult times we are not alone.
I sincerely hope you will enjoy reading this book.
Never forget, you, me, us... We are never alone.
Enjoy.
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