What I Have Understood

Life is way simpler than we think it is. Enjoy it to the max!

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What I have understood a baby already knows, so do lunatics, lovers, and monks. We are all born radiant, holy and divine, Buddhas of the great beyond. Then, slowly, with almost no warning, we enter the Great Amnesia, a lifetime spent looking for a key we never lost to open a lock that was never closed to open a door that does not exist. Wardens to ourselves, we rattle our cage, complain about the food and count the days until we are free, while in the very next room — a flamenco dancer poised at the entrance — the most outrageous party in the world is going full blast, everyone laughing and singing and rising as they move across the floor like endless bubbles from a newly opened bottle of champagne.

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