TRY TO LOOK LIKE YOUR SOUL
One of our tasks in this existence is to make our face reflect our beings.
As your face corresponds to your face in the mirror, so should your being.
In the beginning, in childhood, we are who we are.
Growing up, with its demands of similarity to the environment, subtly misshapes us little by little.
Whatever the cradle, one child is born like any other child.
The environment will try—and most often succeed—to “format” the child.
Then, when we are “grown-ups”, we’ll be littler than kids…
Yes: Mesmerized by mirages and fake looks created by the heat that surfaces from the wilderness ground of our moralities, “normalities”, oppressions, and attempts of cloning and tyrannies…
It might be age;
It might be weariness;
It might be hope;
It might be truth;
It might be a purpose;
It might be madness;
It might be adventure;
It might be anything…
But God knows: I want to look like my soul.
I want my soul and my face to become one.
This is my prayer.
This is my dream.
This is my call.
Caio
