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The world is as our eyes watch it


I am a man that defends the right to be naked in the nature, and I'm not alone, there are many people, men, women, families, who defend the same right. We live feeling that nothing in our body or in the body of anyone has any strange sinful power; and in fact, nothing in human body has any strange sinful power. We live feeling that our way of feeling, and that our way of thinking, is the sanest way of living. Our life is as our thoughts are. Self-estim is an energy that lays at the back of our mind; we are not aware when it works. It is like the grass growing under a thick snow's fold in the coldest winters; grass grows and nobody sees it. The world is as our eyes watch it; the world is as our mind thinks it. If we realise that nothing in our body is sinful, it will turn out that loving human beings will be easier. If we realise that nothing in our body is sinful, it will turn out that being a kind human beings will be easier because we will love ourselves better, perhaps not stronger but better. If we, and our unconscious, realise that nothing in our body is a sinful reality, and if this body is never going to be obsessively concealed again, we are never going to chase naked images obsessively, because we will feel the whole human body as an unity, as an unified reality, pure, natural, and kind... And, above all, because we are going to focus upon the mind, the thoughts, the feelings of everyone, more than upon any other reality; because the mistery and the most alluring reality in human being will be the heart, and because the body will already be utterly assumed and included.

So... people who try to fight against what they call «sin», through concealing, repressing, and denying human body, what they really do is strengthening the erotism and the morbidness in human beings. The human victory is not hiding and denying the naked body, but discovering that a naked human body is a natural and spiritual reality, and that every human body is an icone that proclame the existence of a sacred and loved human mind.
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