Soren, my love,
it is not easy to endure
being alone without the understanding
of others as I undergo so many metamorphoses,
feeling exiled and comfortably anxious.
Yesterday I tried to be pleased with
the liberties I have without demanding
those I don't have:
I thought about the opportunity of being
here although I haven't made friends but
I learnt with you to face who I am for
I have never managed successfully
with everyone. You told me to turn
inward and discover the universe within me.
It was hard to believe but I tried to obey.
My existential uncertainties are a blessed restlessness:
They have guided me in times of c
omplete alienation.So many things are
mere abstractions and money itself has
no value even in this world of disposable feelings.
I am aware that what I am feeling
right now is anxiety or maybe angst.
My consciousness of finitiness and
transience is pure despair.
Soren, my love
I have been extracting force
from the clouds,trying to apprehend
the absolute.
I die daily. We all die daily.
But you Soren, you never died
for your ideas still leap for joy within me.
Karla Bardanza
http://asmoonsewsthesatinstars.blogspot.com
With the inspiration from Nature we all have to live renewing ourselves everyday sans bothering about dying or death which is inevitable at the end for all in this world! Joyful you will be as Soren whose ideas still leap for joy within you!