Thoughts of Celebration when I was a child.

 

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The diversity of ideologies is the absence of truth. Spiritual misery is the lack of brotherly love for all men because of their beliefs.

July 14th,1971 
At the age of eleven.

Your cities, which are only vanities, will become deserted.

No where on this planet will one find a trace of the most imperceptible vegetation or reptile.

Regardless of who you believe to be, or whatever amount of wealth you possess, you will resemble the others as a wild beast.

You will devour your own offspring, before he consumes you. Your expression will reveal anguish like that of a bird startled by the rain.

It will be easier to count all the grains of sand in the sea you have poisoned, than to survive the thousands of plagues which you will find in the most hidden of places.

Part of who you are will be motionless for an infinite period of time.

You will tremble when the hidden rays of the sun pierce through once again, tolerating them as you do solitude. That loneliness, you will shun away in the night, as you contemplate the stars, your first gods, awakeners of the faith, the origin of mental evolution.

A beginning without an end, an end without a beginning.

December 21st, 1971
At the age of eleven.


 

When you grow up or get older, do not deprive yourself of admiring the sunset, in it is the essence of life, the innate beauty of seeing night and day unite demonstrating that with the existence of union, we are surrounded by love.

January 13th, 1973
At the age of thirteen.

 

There are many who die, but few are those that when death, remain alive.

I do not know if I am a burden for the world or if the world is a burden for me.


Cited by the world almanac of 1975.
At the age of fifteen
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Science can hide a well of good for humanity, offering simple excuses, but the reality is that we do not know the true harm, or why we fight.

What is understood is that soon, on the horizon, the destructive power of chemical warfare will dominate, and many won’t know the meaning of life.

  April 17th,1978 

 

Worldwide how many infants live weighing only 6 kilos, who appear to posses years and years of age, a lost stare, without energy to defend themselves from vultures.

Where are their toys? Their hopes and adventures? Like other children?

Their minds no longer exist; they are simply death in life.

See here the lack of peace.

April 2nd 1996

There is nothing worst then the lost of faith in one self, he who doesn’t dominate fear enters a world of weakness.

November 5th 1997



GALLERY OF THOUGHTS, ILLUSTRATOR LUIS A CASTRO