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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There is only one inborn error, And that is the idea that we exist to be happy... As long as we persist in this primordial mistake, And even become confirmed in it through optimistic dogmas, The world seems full of contradictions. In the flow of consciousness, I lose myself in the ocean of thoughts, Where each wave brings dreams shattered by truth, Learning that happiness is an ephemeral ghost, Slipping through our fingers, leaving behind endless desires. Looking at our existence, we find ourselves trapped in labyrinths of illusions, With dreams inscribed on parchments of light, But in the depths of this labyrinth lies the shadow of truth, In the pursuit of happiness, we find only empty echoes and contradictions. The search for happiness is a mirage in an endless desert, An oasis that vanishes under the scorching sun, And each step on this sandy path takes us further From our true essence, hidden in profound melancholy. In the mirror of the inner lake, I see reflections of lost dreams, And in the depths of the waters, the peace of complete acceptance, That place where contradictions turn into poetry, Where pain and happiness dance in a cosmic embrace. The landscapes of this world are painted in shades of desire, And each sunrise promises new echoes of the illusion of happiness, But at the sunset of each day, we remain alone with our dreams, Taught by the rustle of leaves and stars that the truth, Is a cold light, born from the understanding of bitter sorrow. In the flow of consciousness, I wander through fields of vivid memories, Where each flower becomes a metaphor for passage, And each fragrance an echo of lived losses, Here, in this inner realm, I find peace, Embracing the mystery and contradiction of who I am. In this journey of light and shadow, I see the internal binding of harmonically combined dualities, And in this intersection, I find complete balance, Wrapped in an eternal poetry, unwritten on mortal pages. Once I accept that happiness is not the ultimate goal, But merely a fleeting flake in the endless wind of existence, I unchain my heart from the fetters of illusory expectations, Allowing myself to be carried by the waves of that calm ancestral sadness. In the flow of consciousness, I transcend fleeting illusions, Finding essence in each contradiction of my experiences, And learning that the truth is not constant happiness, But a mystical dance between light and shadows, A melancholic melody sung by the strings of the soul, Making us resonate with the cosmos and the entire infinity. This is my path, the road to mystery, Where each step is a divine revelation, And in this eternal dance of consciousness, I discover That we are not meant to be merely happy, but to be whole, Embracing all the beauty and pain of pure existence.
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