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Love
What is love. It is easy. In the very far past the man was always on one place. Or he was hunting, or later he was busy with his corn. In both he was one with the eternity. There was no time in his life.
The woman lives the time. She is herself and her illusions so she is like a bird with possibilities in the sky. There is always something she has to do. Love for her means that where-ever she is she knows from the safe place from the man and his territorium where she belongs to. So she is happy. The emptiness of life is filled up with clean life-water, streaming through her body.
For the man who lives without illusions but with the knowing of the rules of the universe it gives him the proud that that woman always comes back to him. This proud is his existence and he can with love touch the corn when he walks through it because that woman gives the vibrations of earth in his universal vibrations. So this two together is all. There is no more. And that is love.
And the man must only be in his territorium so that she can reach him from distance because she knows he is there and she knows also she has to feed him because she feels the food in her he gives from out his always the same place what makes him a rock in the wild sea of life.
The deep essential of life is to make from the reality a paradox. The earth has possibilities in the sky and the universe has no possibility to move on the earth. So the man needs the soul of the woman and the woman needs the spirit of the man. And they reach this in to live the paradox of the reality. That is love.
That is the world of love who becomes in this way universal power. A universal soul and a universal spirit.
Both are free but have the satisfaction to do what life is.
The soul of the woman is one with the earth. Her soul saves the spirit of the man from insanity.
Created
by Zen master
Anton Heyboer 1998
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