🌹💚In a world where there...

🌹💚In a world where there is such a materialistic civilization, 

it is risky to have material goals, 

as it is also to have spiritual goals where there is no work on oneself.

The risk of getting lost in illusions is great.

Civilization is obsessed with the material ownership of things.

Had he had a good relationship with matter and with having, 

without losing his mind to the point of giving it more value than the human being, 

he would have already achieved the true purpose of life.

You can build a thousand buildings, 

whole neighborhoods and cities. 

Own many things.

Things you will have to bury along with your material body.

The things you own will die with your body along with their memory at times.

In reality, 

they will change so much that those who live after you will change almost everything you thought was yours.

Even if you come back after a year, 

things that were familiar to you will be almost unrecognizable.

They start to change.

In the end, 

your conscience remains naked in front of itself.

If there is even one microscopic speck of inhumanity, 

it will remorse you to the point of bringing you back into the matter again to even the score.

But it never happens that they equalize.

Other consciousnesses also require your presence in the physical world to try to make up with you.

It is a continuous stirring of lives that intertwine, cross and then say goodbye.

But it's never really goodbye.

It's a goodbye.

Yet to a soul the world sometimes appears like a huge battlefield, 

where everyone is dead and it is left alone.

Every face you meet in the world, 

you've already met a thousand times.

Every soul you loved, 

you still meet them.

Can I never have a little peace and rest?

It tells the soul that he has just faced a great battle and maybe he is fed up with his mission to save the world.

It's always your decision to come back.

Your regret, 

your afterthought, 

your changing your external semblance, 

since you got used to having one when you were born.

Sometimes the call for another ride on the carousel can take a long time.

But then you find yourself in it and you say, 

why not?

One more life, 

sure won't kill me... 

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