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Childhood is the prelude of the Age seen as the paradigm of Hope and Serenity that exhibits the composition of the Divine philosophy of Life. Childhood is a light-hearted journey of  Time into the nakedness of the Soul , following the predestined program of the Universe. This age doesn’t have history, other than the genetic one, a blessed forgetfulness from previous times that manifests its glory in a peaceful recovery of its latest memories.

It is the childhood that stands out by its perfect imperfections.

The unpredictability of this incipient age of Life offers the opportunity of instituting a natural normality, a normative model of world’s complexity expressed by an ever changing behaviours and purposes.

Children,the most delightful performers of miracles don’t admit defeat , playing sweet Time blasphemies, copying the pattern of the Cosmic Life and participate majestically to the world’s enlightenment.

Childhood is an emotional refinery of sentiments, evoking the wisdom of Mankind in the sublime homage to Nature. Children will borrow from Nature the primitive ceremony of Love in the prevailing atmosphere of exuberance.

As Nature develops its universal mechanism of self-preservation and renewal, children generate the perfect ornament of Life following the natural world’s archetype.

Little people act spontaneously like the Nature phenomena in a predefined freedom that we know it is likely to happen but we can’t perceive the form it will take.

The fascinating methodology of the lack of control finds its origin both in Nature and in Human Nature. Unexpectedness of Childhood makes its spectators to be in a permanent state of awe, intrigued by the most powerful helplessness and enchanted by its supernatural attitude.

But not all the children experience the nature of childhood. In the middle of uncontrollable frenzy of Life, there are children who can’t perform the exercise of childhood, because of their physical and psychological miseries, being victims of an inescapable oppression. They will delay and hesitate to live outside of their world, locking their beauty in the depths of their hearts and releasing a deceiving veil of darkness. So, never judge children by their behaviour ! Context has always a meaning attached to what it surrounds. Try to understand children’s savagery rather than condemn it! The enigmatic nature of children should be worshipped no matter what , as a grateful retort for all the idolatric Love they offer unconditionally. Cherish all children as if they were yours!

Childhood has a mythic occurrence : it could dance on no music, it could fly with no wings,it could make noise in the silence and it could be seen in its invisibility. The age of childhood announces the perfect luminosity of Time, a standing invitation to Purity and Magic, a mystic communion with God , an irresistible practice of playfulness and devouring effervescence.

In the era of Little people, miracles happen every day, you will find unconditional Love, no promiscuity of preconceptions, no judgements, but only laughters, giddiness, hope, pure tears of Magic, joy or pain and a lot of Soulness, a lot of Soul accompanied by an undocumented wisdom. The childhood wisdom has heroic proportions coming naturally, following the path of common sense in an intrinsic game of feelings and dreams. It might be incontinently overcame by the eagerness of its problem solving and its sweet instauration of peace. Little people don’t comprehend resentments, but only sentiments. It is the children who attach peacefulness to everything they touch as their inner urge to go smoothly into the world. Childhood always likes to be appraised by new ideas, by entertainment and by the universe of human communication. Children subsequently develop ways of self discovery and evolving through their innate philosophy. Their philosophy pertains both to Universe and to the galaxies of their soul in an innovative union of creative energies. When a child is looking with a great deal of interest at unanimated things such as : a natural phenomenon or a planet, he/she will have the immediate intention to give Life to them, because children are the very essence of Life. They need to communicate to everything in the world, considering everything around them alive. For them, Death does not exist, but being seen as an enchanted passage to another kingdom of Life. Children don’t use their eyes to see, but their soul in a sheer purity of their senses and they have an inbuilt radar to detect the lack of authenticity. A child is a master of genuinity , making a continuous resistance to phoniness ,transforming ordinary into extraordinary through play. Imagine the following situation: 3 year old child gets hurt,starts crying, sobbing, showing an apocalyptic state of misery and Mum says:”I have some fairy dust for you. It is not much, but it will help”. Once the child has been invited to step into the land of magic he will be capable immediately to capture the therapeutic power of the fairy dust and the unpleasantness will be forgotten with serenity. Children adopt magic as part of their universe, as a triumphant solution for everything. They possess their natural wisdom of believing in fairytales as an euphemistic alternative to an unfriendly existence, an imperial escapism from their inner foes. They will develop gratitude to Universe , rejoicing into an unearthly bliss, giving the world the chance to reborn. Little people are legitimate dreamers , daydreamers who dream outside in comparison to adults who dream inside, not daring to display their dreams, to let them be or to follow them. Children treat dreams with seriosity, purging their unhappiness through them.They are capable of transcending the realm of natural becoming the adherents of supranatural. They are prone to detect supranatural in fairytales. The fairytales dominate their world because they invoke the supranatural beings as temporary Saviours, being in a constant need for miracles. This call for Magic represents for the little people the unconscious idea of God , an ample gesture of claiming enchantment and a magical escape from the dangers to come in their adult life. Children are able to spot magic everywhere, in the sky, on Earth, in the mud or in the water. So, picture this: A child looking at a violent rain and an adult facing the same situation. The child’s reaction will be enthusiastic and he/she will be jumping into the puddles, singing, laughing or screaming out of joy. On the other hand, the grown-up will be mouning about the miserable weather. Little people have a different reaction because they are always inclined to optimism, having an unaltered wisdom, a bright wit coming from their inner depths and from their latent knowledge, residing in their little minds in order to create a vision.

Childhood is immortal if you let it be. It is the age of absolute Truth, Spontaneity,  Purity,  Loud Laughters, of shuddering cries and tremendous Joy. It is the Little people who offer hugs irrespective of the circumstances, who deliver deafening laughters and screams, who succeed in eliciting the warmest cuddles from the Big people who keep forgetting to do that. The childhood main prerogative is telling the uncomfortable Truth in such a natural way that no one can be ever offended. The children are walking miracles, eager to offer their Love to anyone who deserves, reaching effortlessly its quintessence by the way they know how to express their feelings. The same raw wisdom urges the children to communicate verbally or non-verbally in the most unexpected ways. They master the art of communication by being proficient in talking to their hands, mouths, eyes in an endless blast of emotions. Everything that we have stated above pleads the cause of childhood, being appointed as the Age of Soul. So,stop telling your children:”Behave!”, but decompose the phrase and say “Have Be!”, in other words , be in the possession of your own being:”Be yourself!”. AND YOU, CHILDREN WHO UNFORTUNATELY GREW UP, DON’T GIVE UP ON CHILDHOOD, LEARN FROM THE LITTLE PEOPLE: JUMP IN THE PUDDLES, GIVE HUGS FOR NO REASON, KISS THE RAINBOW, FOLLOW THE BEAUTIFUL MADNESS OF YOUR MIND AND YOUR TEARS WILL TURN INTO SMILES!

  • Writer: Laura Grá
    Laura Grá
  • Oct 22, 2019
  • 1 min read

In the lonely dust of an urban corner,

Your unforgiveness is mere androgenic,

Tailoring your portrait as an everlasting mourner

Who burns arsenic dreams with touch of psychedelic.

  • Writer: Laura Grá
    Laura Grá
  • Oct 15, 2019
  • 4 min read

Oldness is regularly perceived as a forgotten masterpiece, graceful and glamorous in its aloof past, with a proud artistry of fame that is fading away little by little, turning into sad oblivion.

The Old Age doesn’t take the form of an epiloque, a painful elegy or a rotten season, but the shape of a Time memory, a vintage account told by a melancholic bard in a staged- drama of life.

In fact, Oldness is like classical music : abyssal, serious, veritable, with long- established principles, insightful, mesmerising , subjected to universality and to the yearning qualities of a glorious era of Time.

The old age is capable of subduing the untamed commotion of Youth, transforming it into a tranquil performance of remembrance. When it comes to Oldness, the silent echoes of an obsolete bravery or the lost charm of an affair are dying out in the realm of physicality, but they are able to nurture the eternity of the soul.

The Oldness is susceptible to refinement and supplessness , to a symmetry of feelings , like a lost waltz , a floating universe of discrete vibrations longing for the seduction of Youth.

The third act of human existence, the Old Age, assigns the dignified role of preservation the happiness and the ” war within ” of the individual.

Happiness is ergonomically linked to the relationship you have with your Mind during the process of aging, complemented by the biological commitments of your body towards a somber locomotion.

At this stage, Happiness follows a totally different trajectory inclined to unite the Mind and the Body in an intrinsic reciprocity. The Mind’s stations where Happiness stops to mark its emotional impedance ( the relation between pressure of thoughts and their tidal movement towards the process of thinking) are fueld by the intelligence of managing memories as attributes of magic.

What happens to the memories of your Oldness?

They become rectangular patterns of recollection, a chest of the most unique mementos evolving into memoirs. Now, Time elapses in an unhurried rhythmicity and the polarity of your memories has been equalized, thus, the good memories elicit the same response as the bad ones, being painful alike.

A memory of a human loss could be as hurting as the one of two people falling in love, because in the Twilight of Age, the Dawn will never occur naturally, but manufactured by your Mind.

So, basically, the reminiscence of a pleasant or a repellent memory causes the same reaction, owing to the fact that the people experiencing Oldness don’t have time to change the denouement of their lives or to reanimate the past events.

But, what we could do is to keep intact the “war within” .This will be able to resuscitate your desire for life, by defibrillating your heart until it feels either sorrow or bliss.

The permanent conflict with yourself could save your life. The lack of the inner war leads to a state of complacent ataraxy that favours aging.

The concept of “war within” consists of a daring pulse that fights placid resignation of old age. This war will bother you enough to wake up and be there.

In the architecture of oldness, it is your inner world that restarts your life machinery in order to draw up a plan of a meaningful existence.

The usefulness empowers the quality of your life, creating purposes that could surpass your bodily death , being crystallized into emotional inheritances.

The Oldness is definitely imperial, authentic, self -validating, insightful glorified, but inclined to a parochial existence.

The visibility of Oldness is rather controversial , being obliterated by its formidable rival , Youth. In comparison to Youth, Oldness is like a party in the company of Jesus.

This is the age, when the order is restored, but the symptoms of Youth are still lingering (if you are lucky and brave enough to let them be) in the most unedifying ways: the recurrent humouristic episodes, the revocation of prejudices and the assumed heresy of Mind.

The Oldness is sincere enough to express its partisanship with Youth in the form of a complex passion for Life.

Even if Oldness is a temporal pastiche, it throws a magic glow on the consciousness of Time and it states its uniqueness by being a Thaumaturge of ages.

The most triumphant voice of the Old Time is the one that forms the creditable sounds in the mystical rhapsody of (Grand)Parenting.

Grandparenting goes beyond the settled limitations of parenthood, reaching the meritocracy of soul enlightment.

The era of grandparenting is a generative cure of the consciousness through the mediation of little people’s love.

I ascribed this kind of Love with the purest and the most genuine interception of God in the heart of little humans in order to establish a magical climate of miracles.

On the moving terrain of magic, it is the The age of grandparenting that opens the doors of spirituality for the little people and the vintage ones as well, pouring golden meanings and pearls of wisdom into the words’ inner significance.

The Old age doesn’ t really possess oldness, but a sense of transcendence that grants its passing to eternity.

Thus,Oldness should be praised, cherished and considered an exquisite antique, valuable to those who understand its greatness.

DON ‘T FORGET TO GIVE OLDNESS IMMORTAL HONOURS!

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