When you are growingDo you feel younger and younger?
Each Year, each painful process.
If you can remember how painful it was, to become what you are, the first sips of bitter alcohol, every hangover, the terrible taste and coughing of the first cigarettes, the pain to shove your fist inside your mouth to silence the cry, bringing out anger instead. It happened little by little, everyday, hardening yourself inside out, outside in.
How could the reverse path be less painful? It is painful to become flexible again, in your body, in your mind and soul. It is painful to find the tears hidden inside all the anger. Painful to quit smoking, to give up drugs, to change the patterns.
It could not NOT be painful to get back the truth, your inner child, if you want to call that.
But it's there. All it takes is the same courage it did for you to get here, everyday a little effort, dissolving the pain so it won't hurt so bad.
Breathe and be patient. Where are you heading to?
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ReplyDeleteUm poema de Guillaume Apollinaire
ReplyDelete“Venham ao topo,” ele disse.
Eles disseram, “Nós temos medo.”
“Venham ao topo,” ele disse.
Eles vieram.
Ele os empurrou...
e eles voaram.
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ReplyDeleteNa próxima geração, acho que
ReplyDeleteos senhores do mundo descobrirão
que o condicionamento infantil
e as narcoipnoses são mais eficazes,
como instrumentos de governo, do que
os garrotes e os calabouços, e que a
avidez de poder pode ser saciada tão
cabalmente se, através da indução, se
conseguir que as pessoas amem a sua
escravidão como se a chicotada e a
pontapés lhes fosse imposta a
obediência. [Admirável Mundo Novo Aldous Huxley, 1949]
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
ReplyDeleteThe ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
William Butler YEATS,
The Second Coming.