We enjoy our lives, we dance, travel, drink. We do something stupid and laugh about it. Everything seems perfect. These moments are truly precious. And they are rare. One – two – three. They are gone. Once you’ve felt happy, now you are alone in the woods. And the people are nothing but shadows. You are alone. Truly alone. And nothing can help you, nothing can fill in this emptiness inside of you. You are so lonely you don’t even want to be with yourself anymore. Nobody asks for loneliness but nobody is secured from it. How to stop this? Every human is alone. He comes to Earth alone and he dies alone. Everything else is just an ash. Illusion. Brain games. It comes and goes. You are alone. Always alone. And you should know this.
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Thomas Curry 16 Feb 2017
The solitude of the wilderness is a type of aloneness ... but then God always meets me there.... your work is superb!Sharon De Vore 15 Feb 2017
BEAUTIFUL, NATALIA. YOU ARE VERY TALENTED.