Today, if you were to make a wish, what would it be? You're
entitled to one wishes, no much more.... Make an exception. Don't think so
much. So, if you wanna make a wish, just do it now. / Make a wish! Because a
wish returns to its owner. There is a wish in all humans, possibly the deepest
of all their wishes. But you must know that magic has its limits. You cannot
wish for life nor death. You cannot wish for more wishes. And once spoken, a
wish cannot be undone. And today is a magical day for to do it. So, you'll
probably get your wish.
... When you read these sentences what did you think about
it or how did you feel yourself? Excited? Convinced? Is today really a magical
day? I can say that, no. This is not a magical day. I could also say that a
thought is a wish. But a thought is not an act. It makes this only possible.
Can we envision the inconceivable? We're building pyramids, virtually
overnight. If it could be possible, it's meaning that we can make a quantum
leap or time travel. Sorry, not possible. Then we don't need a magical day or a
wish. We need to look at our inside. The miracle is there. What we did, or what
will do for ourselves. Maybe sometimes let it go. Because there is a different
thing in the life. We call it as destiny. With it, some things change. Some
things never will. A big dilemma. Maybe the decision is in your hands. So, what
do you think you must do? Right, nothing I can say can comfort you at the
moment. Did our fateful moment already pass us by? Or has it not come to find
us yet? We wipe the slate clean and start a second life. Imagine reaching a
point in life and realizing the whole thing has been one big rough draft. That
is the infinite deep of pure existence! It's far from everything. It's the
strongest most wonderful feeling you can have. It's love. It's your miracle.
But it sweeps up your other emotions and it has no rational basis. Therefore
sometimes instead of curing scars, you're making scars. I think it's because of
true emotions. Sometimes there's no way around it. It is as if the modern human
soul had awakened here. It was a slow evolution about love. We are not so
talented. Is there evidence of skills far beyond that of primitive man? And
what did primitive man thought about love? It's a great mystery. I am looking up
at the stars and wondering that, what happened thousands of years ago? When our
forefathers were still primitive. No movies, no politicians, no more words...
There was only primeval magic. They loved to basic things in their life with
passion. It was an energy. It was the source of pure love. Because there were not a lot of factors for confuse of their minds. So, I meant that, It’s our
most primitive sense. Love. Our unique passion and our medicine. At the same
time it’s our reason for being. Touch the stars in the sky, and fall in love.
It’s not easy, but it’s possible. Maybe today is a magical day for to do it.
Who knows?
