Illusory love: essays about duality
About this ebook
And i keep writing.
Defining the same things again and again, but actually giving contradictory explanations.
All being a reflection of all my weird thoughts, feelings and emotions.
But … to be honest … i am not ashamed of all what i say in front of the public.
Even …. if i change my perceptions same like the weather.
Having a non-ending emotional balance … being extremely difficult to be understood.
By my readers.
And … all the people knowing me.
So … yes … i am in love.
I understand that all is illusory … and even if i clearly define it … being so aware of all what is going on … i refuse to disconnect myself from that woman.
All continuing.
Being happy.
Then unhappy.
And again happy for a short moment … but always ending up in … unhappiness.
Happening like that again and again … and again.
Like a karmic charade.
So … that is probably how I’ve became a writer … all being so, so related … with my life.
Trying to save myself in front of the illusion of love.
About the author
I've started to write my first book at 16 ... but then ... realizing i could not publish it ... i've abandoned the idea of being a ... writer.
20 years later ... i've started to write again ... believing i will finally succeed ... but i've failed one more time ... not getting the success i was chasing for.
Another 5 years later ... i've started one more time to write ... but this time ... more as a therapy.
It's what i've defined as ... self therapy.
I was analyzing and defining lots of weird ideas ... that were a lot related to me ... and my own soul.
I totally forgot that i was chasing for success.
I was simple writing my thoughts ... in essays ... becoming this way ... maybe not a writer .... but what many define as ... an essayist.
This is not a poet ... and not a writer.
Or maybe is kind of a poet that is incapable of writing poetry ... but is still expressing his thoughts ... into a similar way ... as a poet.
And is not a writer ... cause have not the ability to write for too long time ... about the same subject.
But maybe i am not an essayist... either.
I am just an ordinary person ... that could be better defined ... as a thinker.
Analyzing ... and defining my life ... practicing this process called ... self therapy ... i started to understand life ... and the way to better paths which i should follow.
And i've wrote ... and wrote ... and wrote ... realizing one day that i've published tens of books .... not really understanding how the hell I've succeeded doing that.
Today i dare to recommend writing ... as a therapy.
I could even say ... it's a simple way of understanding who we are ... but also a process that could help us ... heal our souls.
I personally continue to ... write.
It's in fact ... a non ending story that ... at least for myself ... will probably continue for the rest of my life.
But over all ... i am glad ... i am doing it.
I continue my philosophical journey ... not being able to define myself for clear as a writer or an essayist... but ...
Well .... most probably... i am on a good path.
And ... i would dare to recommend to everyone ... all what i am doing today.
