Wednesday, March 18, 2015

08. "The Renaissance"- Venecia


Just like that, like a dream helps us to woke up, death helps us to rebirth. 

Everything is real, until we woke up. There's when we realized that we were dreaming. 

The same way we comprehend when we wake up that we were dreaming. We comprehend we are death when we reborn. 

That's what loves makes, true love, shakes us from death to life. The problem of death, it's a problem of the lives. Because with that death, something of them, also have to die. Reborn it's like the truth, next to it lie it's a ridiculous false. 

Reborn, isn't more than a new opportunity, the possibility of a new life on life. 

Reborn it's an awake of the senses to another dimension. You don't perceive something new, you just perceived what has been all the time there and you can see it. 

In art it's called The Renaissance the rescue of the Greek Classical culture. The new was the look and that was an awake. The awake isn't to life it's life. 

There's a big difference about  revived and reborn. Someone that die can reborn, someone that felt like dying with the one that due can revive. 

It doesn't surprise that as paradoxical beings most of the time when they are more awake is when they are dreaming.

Isn't necessary to die to reborn, but lose the fear of death. You born crying and you reborn crying. Awakening destroys the platonic love, it's another way to reborn. 

Awakening it's not comfortable or pleasant. It's just real. So, when someone wake up, there's no more deaths, or fears, or despair. There's no more duality, or tricks, or mirages.

There's only love and life, in other words, immortality.

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