Stay There, at the speed of light the World, Happiness and a new fulfillment are coming. This will be a people’s flight. A human is only a small cloud that walks through the Sky and touches the Earth. Look at people, it seems to us that the roles are mixed up, there are even some good scenes in the plays so some human beings can change themselves. Very deep inside of us it still exists something that we skillfully avoid for a long time, a very magic place. Inside of humans there are their beasts looking for freedom to open themselves to the light sea. The whole life gives a mirror to the oceanic face that I hide. When I cannot bear anymore, a scream will fly out. Yes, see what life asks from you, not people, not plans or commercials; wake from a dream into a nearer one. Happy is the one who freed oneself. This is a programmed world. A spider web is where one is a website bringing fresh news with itself except when the content is copied. There are some cultural patterns, as well as simulations, levels, credits and transformations. Metanoia. Get in the game which you belong to, with a character of deeper being because there are opportunities pro. But human beings, slaves and prisoners of themselves, still pamper and polish their chains and shackles until glowing of the cold metal. Magical life needs a word that dissolves, not bring down, going with the speed of light, twinkling. Our thoughts are not insignificant, nor our words or actions, there are effects. The sea is strong, stronger than any wave; to us others are measurements and the sea is already false. Seek the truth. Others cannot help you; get on the boat of Heroes for purposeful sailing. Kiss the sails. Light speed is the best going, you are omnipresent though it looks like you stand still; the waves whisper among them, all raised ones fear of fall. They envy the sea. Well, let them fight.
