A better life

I think you've got me mixed up

when you direct me to expire

the sweet deep wish for wind and sand

for wildness and the pure desires

shining near the waves and foam

under the burning sky of fire.

I think you've got me mixed up.

Further the water, the line of dreams,

my heart is born at noon again.

I'm just a child naked and free,

only a man beside the sea.

Further the water, the line of dreams.

Where are you, fellows, taking me?

I don't get here often enough.

Your way is bright, empty and tough.

I only need a bit of love.

Where are you, fellows, taking me?

I'm pushing for a better life,

poorer, may be, but clear and nice.

I do not want a dice to choose

my steps, my thoughts, my words, my mood.

I'm pushing for a better life.

I think you've got me mixed up.

Further the water, the line of dreams.

Where are you fellows taking me?

I'm pusher for a better life.

Concealment perverts whereas knowledge and freedom civilize.

As well as surviving, I'm trying to live. Well... In fact, I could say: As well as trying to live, I'm surviving, because the goal of our life is not surviving but living. As well as walking safely, I'm walking freely.  What good would it be to walk (even to live) if we didn't walk (or live) freely?

Our societies are full of frightened people; frightened and sluggish. They fear trying new experiences, changing outdated habits, fighting for higher freedom. They are sluggish because they preffer to stay in their humdrum life's style than to improve their sanity by leaving old and obsessive impositions. 

I have just come from paradise, a place where people is in harmony with their own body and with the body of the other human beings. The validity of the monstrous repression of the moral doctrines of the big religions has expired. Human beings can live without a continual battle against their naked bodies. The knowledge and the usual seeing of naked human bodies doing natural and familiar activities get the sanity for all the human minds that grow in these circumstances. Concealment perverts whereas knowledge and freedom civilize.

Do you like being naked?

-Oh! You like being nude! Isn't it?

-No... In fact, I never think about being nude... What I like is feeling the Sun, the wind, the sea... on my whole skin as it was just one reality... I like doing it while I smell the pines and hear the wave's sound, and fill myself with such a beautiful landscape... If I thought I had to be nude... or if I wished the idea of being naked... I would lose all those perceptions

The little foolish things of life are the core of our life:
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3QFCtveFZdM

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If you don't leave all, you will stay in the hustle.

I'm seeing you in the end of the Earth, in a wild spot where you have just arrived, because you decided to go further than the famous and popular paradises of the travel agencies that sold you the trip. But I realize you wear your shimmering shorts in red and blue, clean and ironed; and the Ray-Ban glasses, and your face and attitude a little bit hidebound, tense... It looks as if you didn't want to mess with the sand.

In fact, you are still in the civilization, in the frenzy of owning and feigning. 

If you don't leave all (all you have, all you believe, all you fear, all you want to look like...), you will stay in the hustle, far away from this freedom. 

If you don't blend yourself into this landscape, you will keep in you mind the invisible chains of repression. 

If you don't get naked, you will be just a visitor, and you will not be part of the landscape. 

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