ROAD (Silvia)
"And in those days men will seek death but not find it at all, and desire to die but death will continue to flee from them. " (Revelation 9:5)
Against all evidence, against all odds to continue the road. Fraught with obstacles and traps. With a thought stopped and dragged in chains to continue the road. And 'So we do a road from prisoners. The source is nothing, fate (the target) is nothing. We no longer have eyes to see no lips to speak. Yet the thought still to flee before him in vain and we pursue in the most remote places. Where this leads us thought? The first station is that of suffering. Of that suffering which comes from the "desire that went disappointed." Of that suffering which comes from jealousy and envy. It's easy to consider this step as insurmountable. And many have to be quick, maybe all. So the road is first and foremost path of suffering, Calvary.
The road now opens in a clearing. The clearing of the sacrifice, where victims (lambs and men) are blindfolded and slaughtered to appease the wrath of the Supreme. What to see their eyes? What they feel their ears? Abraham will not be retained by the angel this time. That the sacrifice be done, that the blood be poured out. Everybody knows it is a fake blood, but no one can deny the agony of the child and a virgin. No law orders the inexplicable. No discovery puts an end to the tragedy, sacrifice does not reveal anything. Taking your eyes from the blood of the lamb? That blood has become perhaps our own eyes blind? That blood has become perhaps our own thoughts? And this is the second station.
For now the road runs deep gorges and here dwells Clairvoyance. Fear takes hold of the walker is not because what he sees in front but behind. And this is the third station: when the future is gone and yet still see what awaits them. The waiting for the past and the suffering and sacrifice. Do not hear words of hope, you can not hear words of hope. A wall and a face when you lose all hope, where every dream is shattered. Now too much is clear what is and what is not. The wisdom of the dream was broken, uprooted from not lighting. What we thought is no longer what it was and now it is not. And the flesh fades and what remains should stay. Yet he continues to think the night and sometimes sleeps and dreams. So what? That hope was not vain? We must thus enhanced by some other traveler? This can not be. And this is the third station. The road now becomes
path: the path of revelation. So nothing gets the same hope, so the fear becomes his body. So you do not know what to think about language. Now it should sink, but even this is granted him: "Where are you Adam?" - Maybe you've found the female? You have been afraid of me because I t'imposi have it. This I ask you: where do we get the agony? When will the day? When will the night?
would never think anything.
On what basis then, what you fear? So the Father has commanded: "That your joy and females feed on suffering creatures. Singhiozzino and shivering because their are the meat that you've lost. Since you have been denied the soul. And you serve the instrument of suffering and nothing is given to you. "
So you close the fate that has nothing. And so did the way alone as the sentinel of the Father's constant vigilance and confided in him what was written.
Antonio Martin
"And in those days men will seek death but not find it at all, and desire to die but death will continue to flee from them. " (Revelation 9:5)
Against all evidence, against all odds to continue the road. Fraught with obstacles and traps. With a thought stopped and dragged in chains to continue the road. And 'So we do a road from prisoners. The source is nothing, fate (the target) is nothing. We no longer have eyes to see no lips to speak. Yet the thought still to flee before him in vain and we pursue in the most remote places. Where this leads us thought? The first station is that of suffering. Of that suffering which comes from the "desire that went disappointed." Of that suffering which comes from jealousy and envy. It's easy to consider this step as insurmountable. And many have to be quick, maybe all. So the road is first and foremost path of suffering, Calvary.
The road now opens in a clearing. The clearing of the sacrifice, where victims (lambs and men) are blindfolded and slaughtered to appease the wrath of the Supreme. What to see their eyes? What they feel their ears? Abraham will not be retained by the angel this time. That the sacrifice be done, that the blood be poured out. Everybody knows it is a fake blood, but no one can deny the agony of the child and a virgin. No law orders the inexplicable. No discovery puts an end to the tragedy, sacrifice does not reveal anything. Taking your eyes from the blood of the lamb? That blood has become perhaps our own eyes blind? That blood has become perhaps our own thoughts? And this is the second station.
For now the road runs deep gorges and here dwells Clairvoyance. Fear takes hold of the walker is not because what he sees in front but behind. And this is the third station: when the future is gone and yet still see what awaits them. The waiting for the past and the suffering and sacrifice. Do not hear words of hope, you can not hear words of hope. A wall and a face when you lose all hope, where every dream is shattered. Now too much is clear what is and what is not. The wisdom of the dream was broken, uprooted from not lighting. What we thought is no longer what it was and now it is not. And the flesh fades and what remains should stay. Yet he continues to think the night and sometimes sleeps and dreams. So what? That hope was not vain? We must thus enhanced by some other traveler? This can not be. And this is the third station. The road now becomes
path: the path of revelation. So nothing gets the same hope, so the fear becomes his body. So you do not know what to think about language. Now it should sink, but even this is granted him: "Where are you Adam?" - Maybe you've found the female? You have been afraid of me because I t'imposi have it. This I ask you: where do we get the agony? When will the day? When will the night?
would never think anything.
On what basis then, what you fear? So the Father has commanded: "That your joy and females feed on suffering creatures. Singhiozzino and shivering because their are the meat that you've lost. Since you have been denied the soul. And you serve the instrument of suffering and nothing is given to you. "
So you close the fate that has nothing. And so did the way alone as the sentinel of the Father's constant vigilance and confided in him what was written.
Antonio Martin
