THE EASE

It is when the ease comes presented as tiny rain drops that it is more pleasuring. It is so delightful when the mind rolls down a smooth slope, killing the cravings for peaceful havens, with a motion that is unexpected but unconditionally yours. It dates back in the early years of my cruise, when events didn’t seem to be crucial, when apart from being isolated from everybody I was also isolated from myself. Sometimes you are so closed… it seems to be a significantly profound state but it is not more than reaching the status of cushion in the ring box. What a difference it makes to be in communion with the big monster, it is not as ferocious as they want you to believe. The recipe is very simple, the flux portraits us as part of the same thing, you can chose to be in a constant fight or a constant flow. The sure thing is that you are not Saturn; you don’t have to devour your sons in order to reign. There is an “infinitedimensional” architecture buried in our surroundings, a master piece never even touched by men hands. It would be a pity to pass by this masquerade without even getting pinch of its taste. The resistance can be greater than the need; the burdens of the physical are inclined to become a threat, reciting a hypnotic ode to the progress in order to just regress. Fortunately today the giving cloud decided to stop over me so I am in the celebration mode, executing a dance that simultaneously prays and gives thanks for the rain (a fine drizzle in this case, my favorite) It feels like I could enjoy to the top the rest of my days if it would just stay like this. B_Nour