You
don’t seem to get it. There is no beginning, there is no ending. Only blood and
love. Time has no meaning. Meetings have no meaning. You need to be present.
Now. Don’t try to fix it. Don’t try to understand. Don’t try to change it. It
will cumble in your hands. Leave you. And it will not look back or turn its
head to check if you are looking. Can’t you feel it? Coming? Being there? I
suppose you have to want it. But everyone can have it. Just take it. Feel it.
Live it.