It’s an illusion. Nobody hear you.
You are not so important. The breath of wind is important. The colors are important. The space of time. The time of space. The Essence.
Not you. You are the creation of the essentials. You can cry, but you are not alone. There is a choir of cries. And a choir of cries is different than a cry. It’s a babble.
So, what can you do?
You can enjoy. Enjoy of everything. Enjoy of pleasure and pain, of fear and hope, of happiness and sadness, of life and death. Enjoy that you can enjoy.
The despair of the common creation. But all the creations are common. You have the same status with a star. A Super Nova. Or a Sun. But not a Black Hole. The Black Holes are not common creations. They are the Terminals of the essentials. And the Roots. The Beginning and the End.
So, enjoy that you are a common creation and not an essential. Because, the Essentials cannot enjoy.
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