We have come to a point, a small drop of drops, we have reached the throne of God , we have risen to the star, we have grown on our rubble, every moment in our repetition, a point between the two ego, in our glorious rotation, we have grown on the soil, the ashes of the ruins , far from our origin, the loneliest grains, after the fire and explosion, the dust settles, we reach the shore of zero, we reach the zero hour,
in the timelessness of the human earth. It ends, the place of reaching God reaches the essence of the animal, in the absence of time, in the timelessness of the earth, we have returned to zero , from the peak of man to the fetus , we have gone from absolute zero to infinity, but we reach the path of the
body to absolute zero, the way to the
peak of our peak , the peak is our spring-making peak, but the end of the journey is our ultimate need , greedy is the peak of our desire, we do not dare to say that we do not dare to cross the bridge of the body .We dont want to pass, we are thinking of conquering space , we are setting fire to the soil, this bridge is behind us that we are breaking unaware, we went from zero to the year of the crash, we went after the crash of the flight, but to what extent? Flying on the wings of the fall, the
children are alert, their eyes and hearts are awake, open the ears of the soul who have a question:
What happened to the vegetable garden? What happened to blue water? Where is Baba Shahr Khoshid? What happened to the vegetable garden? What happened to blue water? Where is the happy city? What happened to the moonlit night? What happened? What happened?
