We have been brought up in our minds. Taught from our childhood to analyze and to judge. We never learned how to enjoy the world. Spent many years studying religion, ideologies, ontology, right and wrong, sins, heaven and hell, yet there was not a single book on how to dance with the leaves in the wind.
Now, on my part, the world has changed. Before, I heard only arguments of "God's existence"; now, I've realized there are arguments against it too. I could spend a lifetime with my head going round wondering which one maybe true; and the fact is, I'd never know for sure. There are things you'll never really know while you are in this world.
Truth is I DON'T WANNA KNOW anymore!
I don't want to know if there really exists a God. Whether he's happy or angry. If those who don't believe are bad or those who do are stupid. I spent a whole life listening to all this. All I see is a fight. A fight on who is better or who's smarter. It's all a game, it only depends on which side you belong.
I decided I want to quit this game. I'm small enough to not have any influence on this world or on the people's thoughts- a drop in the sea- so no worries, I just want to live the way I want.
I want to take off my shoes, feel the coldness of the soil, dance with the leaves under the breeze, lie down under the clear blue sky, make shapes out of the clouds, sleep under the shade of a tree, talk to the moon, count the stars, smell a flower, run in the rain, fall in love with every single drop of snow, get wet just by looking at the sea, say hello to a friend, hug an animal, caress a bird, love a man. I just need to feel this world I'm born into.
I'm tired of thinking; I figured out, I'd like to be drunk, with life, for life. And if later any God asked about me, I'd show him my memories, photos and artworks, look at him with a smile and say: so you are the artist everyone talked about; I've always been a fan. you are great! nice to meet you at last and well can you sign here for me? Yes, right here!!!
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