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The Liberation Of Hope

el low letter  ·  hope, too  ·  hope3


Berlin, April 7th 2015

Dear Hope,

thank your for being there for us, when we were in need.
Thank your for being there for us, when we didn't know better.

We know now, that it is about time, to let go off you.
We are evolved enough now, to let go off you.

I know, that this hurts.

Noone really likes to die, but … i mean … honestly, what was your job?

Your job was, to support us in
—   running away from the truth
—   running away from life
—   running away from each and every precious, present moment, we did not like.

We know now, that life is not about how we want it to be. As you know – and always hoped, it would not get threw to us:

Life happens. By itself. I would like to say life ›just‹ happens, but as you know, life is alwas so amazingly full of adorable, amazingly intensive and beautiful details and moments.

We know now, that it is ›just‹ life, that happens – whatever happens, wheather we lose our arm during a car accident, or our life and our entire family with it.

That's life – as well as the beautiful breakfast with friends … consciously enjoying so much coffee, that our entire, internal system starts shaking, reacting like a wild one, so that we run around like freaky, fucking weirdos.










It's all life – and sometimes hard to stand – from our mind's restricted point of view.

Our mind always wants to know the ›why?‹ right away … You know, hope, our mind is such a mistrusting demon … It just can't let go. And if something happens, it considers to belong into the ›negative‹ drawer, it reacts with you.

We are tired of that.

—   If our friends die: it's life.
—   If we hug, kiss and sleep with the ones we love: it's life.
—   If our kids wildly spread the entire breakfast threwout the kitchen: it's life.
—   If our grandparents wildly spread the entire breakfast threwout the kitchen: it's life.
—   If we wildly spread the entire breakfast threwout the kitchen: it's party time!

Yes, that's life!

Yes!

The dishes can wait!

I checked that!

As you see, dear hope: whatever happens, it's all part of the very same life. It's all parts – pieces – of the same cake (we are about to throw threw the kitchen to play with)!

There is never (!) a reason to run away from life – in whatever way. Yes, this also includes suicide, i am fully aware of that! Thanks for the reminder.

Hope, you know, that we only have to learn how to connect pleasure to pain, ease to the heavy, and it will all be fine – one day, or – if we are open and healthy enough, already: right away.

Therefore – as you can see – you are not needed anymore. You just block space we desperately need to fullfill that common jump into the next level of consciousness. Therefore, please – undersgtand– your time is up.

Thank you – again – very much.

You are free now.

Yours, sincerely.






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