Actually humanly struggles, infallible principles can make everyone cherish light, if the things we do make the wheels turn.
What would we do if we came across ourselves all of a sudden? Yes, we sometimes say things to ourselves but what if we see ourselves facing us? What would we say, would we want to say something, would we be scared and run away? Not like looking at the mirror to our reflection, the same of us that we can touch, as alive as we are. We, living in a parallel world, a parallel we. Are we really one and only?
Art. A word that is strictly connected with freedom. Not being dependent on anything, anyone, searching only its own truth, trying to find a meaning only in itself. However strongly people, regimes, tyrants struggle to shape it according to their beliefs, ideas, it demands its independence, its own free will. It grows like flowers growing on stones, demolishing all outdated ideas and systems.
Cherishing every moment, enjoying time passing as we move in it, watch it, listen to it, giving each moment the value it deserves because we are in it, we are with the time and space we live in. We will definitely come across with loss, feel pain for it, but the world in and around us is always ready to embrace us. As long as we feel it, we can always start again for better ends.
Being alive, feeling that you are alive is worth celebrating again and again. So youth is not limited, it is timeless, if you know the language of the heart, spiritual intoxication is given in the freshness of every day, the touch of the sun on the sea, the odour of nature, the colour of notes of beauty in our souls, sometimes with some tinge of pain because we are humans, but always in the blossom of life.