As perceived by I

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I was told that most of what I write is Jéjà vu, felt, lived and thought of… I say it’s nothing but the truth… real and genuine… the very core of every human being’s existence… it is its print and seal… its reality… the identity of its living… True, I have thought everyone’s mind, and felt everybody’s heart… I have sailed within all’s inside and incarnated in all women, men and infants… I may have had the courage to speed my thoughts and race my ideas… I most certainly was not reluctant to admit that I peeked and borrowed my neighbor’s paths… I envied and craved others courses and I wasn’t besitant for such admittance… On the contrary I vowed courage by uncovering my nature and everybody else’nature as well… that greedy gluttonous personality that is varacous to other nature… always wainting more… its own skin does not suffice… its own womb is insatiably hungry and thirsty… craving… yearning… and desiring… It is a non ending longing search for more… a search to seek satisfaction… hut a sorry neglect for gratitude and thankfulness. And this is where the inner light steps in at everyone’s crossroad to initiate redemption and assume the final stages of pure salvation… It is time to liberate the story…. To close the curtains when the story has made its point…