My Mantra

 

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My mantra leads me far

out of the daily usual borders

of the surrounding physical space:

and it seems to me so different and deceptive

the ancestral conception of the world,

when the mind lays down

on shapeless spots of indistinct colored flashes

and now drowns on them, happily unconscious,

then pursues the swallows

along the sounding corridors they trace in the air,

lost in their twittering accents

which nothing explain to human intellect

but yet lighten up all its restless minds!

 

And while the world regains

Its usual forms,

a doubt re-emerges slowly to surface:

if it were better for us to discover

how we are connected to nature

before seeking

new, remote and distant worlds!

The story of Mr Winningoes - 8

He cried, my old father, seeing the medals that I had conquered in the hot skies of Europe. With pride he told me that he knew of my heroic deeds, and now that his name, the glorious lineage of Winningoeses had been fully rehabilitated, he could happily die. I wished to him a very long life, leaving his medals as consolation of my not dilatory departure. My books, my studies attended me again, in the United States, for a new thrilling issue on the walk of truth.

Taking back to my searches I considered that I had to continue in a forced direction, if it were true, as it is true, that the brain of every living being contains, even though modified by the evolution, the original matrix of our existence.

8. to be continued...
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