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In this universe of scattered thoughts,
Where people seem to think only with their minds,
There are others who weave their thoughts with their entire being,
With the blood, with the marrow of their bones, with the heart,
With lungs that breathe dreams, with the belly that feels life.
Through an eternal dance of metaphors, I wander in the flow of consciousness,
Where each idea is a window to another world,
Where thinking is not limited to simple reason,
But spreads like a living canvas over all senses,
Like a divine caress on the edges of an unspoken mystery.
Those who think only with their minds are like stargazers,
Understanding only the surface brilliance,
Without delving deeply into the cosmic abyss of each light,
Without feeling the universe's vibration in every cell of their being.
But there are those who live their thoughts with their entire essence,
Who feel knowledge flowing through their blood like a sacred river,
Who listen to the heartbeats as an endless poem,
Breathing the deep dreams of existence with every breath.
They think with their hearts, with lungs that inhale eternity,
With marrow that carries ancestral memories,
With the belly that feels rebellion and desire,
Their thoughts are sung to the rhythm of life, dancing within their bodies,
Like a cosmic wind blowing through sacred forests of desires.
In this flow of consciousness, they are travelers on an endless road,
Where every step is a revelation, a discovery of a hidden mystery,
Every thought is a wave that breaks the rock of reason,
In the infinite ocean of unified spirit and body.
They live in balance between thought and feeling,
Where every cell is anchored in truth, every breath illuminated,
Their thoughts are sculpted in the heart of eternity,
Planted in the sacred earth of existence, blossoming in flames of knowledge.
This mystical union between mind, body, and soul,
Is that eternal alchemy that transcends the limits of reason,
Where every thought is an incantation, every emotion a divine call,
A living dream that floats on the wings of eternity.
In the flow of consciousness of these beings of light,
Their thoughts become stars in the constellation of the soul,
A map of the inner cosmos, where everything is interconnected,
Carrying us through the labyrinth of existence, toward the ultimate truth.
In this cosmic song of embodied life and thought,
They live and think with their whole being,
Like eternal poets, writing on the parchment of the cosmos,
With the ink of their blood, with the breath of their spirit,
Always finding themselves in the sacred dance of light and shadow.
Thus, they teach us that true knowledge
Is not just a cold ray of reason,
But a flame that burns in the depths of the soul,
A call of the entire being, a magical song of the whole existence,
An endless poem, written with every breath of the living cosmos.
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