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beauty,
I love the world,
flowers, trees, stars....
I love, simply love.
But I am not just a Zorba, I am also aware of my love, even in these moments when my body feels like something far away... just somebody else's body.
I have sat by the side of many corpses, it is not the same. I am aware. I am not dead. I cannot be dead, that is impossible.
I am eternal.
The very essence of the eternal...
THAT.
You are,
everything is.
Nothing dies.
Everything continues in a different form, but higher.
The moment you go lower it is hell. It is not good, it is ugly. It is very difficult to find a great word for "very deep"... how is it possible? There are so many words coming but none expresses it. It simply cannot be said. At the most you can share. But this is so beautiful, so beautiful. Go every day higher. These are the moments when even the sky is new.
The stars are reborn because my eyes are new.
Chemistry can give you a bath. Everybody needs it... the Christians, the Hindus, the Buddhists need to be bathed, showered, so they can again become new, just like small babies... fresh, innocent, available, wonderers, full of awe.
It must be difficult listening to a man like me twice each day. It allows me a chance to share my vision. But I cannot share it in words. My tears show it. I cannot say it.
I cannot hear anything.
Everyone is so full of bullshit.
I don't want to hear.
I can relax again
and face the rainbows.
This is the very essence of poetry.
This is the moment
when Jesus delivered his parables,
particularly
The Sermon on the Mount.
It was spoken
at such a moment.
It does not mean that it was spoken from a mountain, but from a very great height; from this height. Only from this height is it possible to speak of truth and beauty. This is the beauty. This is the moment, the very moment that great riches are created. You are so close to that moment... but so far. It is there within you; whenever you dive within yourself you can reach. But I don't want in any way to interfere
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