Does life give you more insight when it is given to you, or is it easier to die when life is taken from you?

The latter seems to have been lost to humans by definition, if we think we can open our eyes and put out feelers ... in the realisation that our knowledge knows nothing. When we illuminate the light of other lives, our own seems small and banal ... : we have not died to their fears. And yet the safe appearance is deceptive ... If we then close our eyes (again), the experience tames itself in the timeless experience ...

Who are we to presume to make a comparison?

Who are we to help determine someone's path to beautify another's life?

Who are we to communicate love of our own will and how to live better?

All experience is due to it and may be observed. Every path should be improved because it is not worth living.

If the standstill, the pause in its truthfulness, is honoured, one's own view of the whole is born and shows the way through the wall.

There is NOTHING to do but be.

Kati Voß / ACADEMY OF WISDOM
∞ SILENCE IN A NOISY WORLD