We are all bad interpretors

Since we can´t handle Now, we strenuously turn this present moment into a
remote ideal. Our now-s become unfailingly something to be reached instead of
something to live.

The only thing we do is creating distance. Distance to anything.
Distance to Now, to who we are – above all, distance to Life itself.

This distance between life and idea is Fear.

Can you see that?

Fearing who we are, we resent all direct encounters,
including the encounter with ourselves.

Invariably, we end up interpreting everything …

We raise thus insurmountable barriers between us and the thing or person
we painstakingly interpret

In most cases, interpretation means punctually misinterpretation.

As our ideas are wrong, how could we get it right…?

Instead of living, we obsessively keep interpreting …


About julienmatei
I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced. These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity... Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give... We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE... THE NEW has no definition yet... Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.

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