What you would use to extinguish a stake? Water or more fire?
Thus, it is only love that can extinguish hatred.
(Dino Olivieri)
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The Only True Love
The only true love is the joy of generous giving retreating in silence, without desire, nor expectations.
Who will empty his own joys giving them all, will be fullfilled by a renewed and glowing happiness.
Although it may seem absurd, this is the law of the Whole.
Those who remain full of himself, barricaded in the barrier of the self, is like a bowl full of food that goes bad slowly in a dark, inaccessible cave.
Not a single new drop of golden honey may be added.
Never again will still enjoy its sweet taste.
Money is a cancer
Money is a cancer.
It grows, devours us, as a metastasis.
Now completely detached from the value of life and its useful things, money is flooding in every body and mind with its putrid mud.
As in ancient religions, every moment, we sacrifice to this god evil our good food, clean air, drinking water, our lives, the lives of our children, and love and all the joy of our hearts.
In return for this wicked huge sacrifice, we receive back a handful of his useless black cancer that spews his desperate hatred in the world.
The Gratitude
One day a young man asked to an old wise man which was the key to happiness.
The old man smiled, the wrinkles on his face corrugated for a lot of fun. Then he looked into the eyes of the young man, and he said: “The Gratitude, my son”.
The young man did not understand and so he asked, “Gratitude?”
“Sure”, the old man said, adding: “If you are not able to feel deep gratitude for every little precious gift that the universe makes you constantly, you will live only in the pain and suffering and you can never know happiness”.
The old man stood still a moment in silence and then said: “There is no awareness without gratitude, because it is not only a thought but also a feeling”.
The young man found enlightenment in those words. He embraced the old wise man and so he said: “Thank You”.
The Beauty
”You can rejoice of the beauty of the people and things only without the desire and possession. Every real beauty is transitional and attachment to it is a source of secure suffering.”
Dino Olivieri
