Trapped, surrounded, the walls close in.
Suffocating, unable to move, I struggle for my next breath.
Then I remember. I built this cage. It is made of uncertainty, guilt, and fear. 290 more words
I know by experience that there isn’t one being who, were it only once in his life, has had a great urge towards… it doesn’t matter how he calls it – let us say the Divine for facility of speech, who is not sure to arrive; even if he turns his back on Him at a certain time, it’s of no importance – he is sure to arrive. 159 more words
“There is no coming to consciousness without pain. People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own Soul. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.”