I once dreamt that at the bottom of a path illuminated by a special, indescribable light, there was a small golden chest. It represented my life. I approached it and when I opened it, all the elements that made it up appeared:
Then the vault of my life appeared:
Time,
The thought
The inspiration
The landscape
The writing
The existence
Maturing
Immanence
Transcendence
The sacred
The book
The friendship
The heart
The delicacy
The flower
The freedom
The longing
The creativity
The imagination
The reality
The sea
The fantasy
Sincere affections
The fears
The shadows
The luminosity
The joy
The aura
Pre-occupation
Art
Humility
Hope
Discovery
Childhood
Jealousy
Ecstasy
Silence
Mystery
Secrets
Purity
Respect
Nature
Gratitude
Vocation
Understanding
Language
Giving
Magic
Spirituality
Humanity
Faith
Eternity
God.
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