I was and I am still being

 I WAS AND I AM STILL BEING

I was sitting, meditating on a life. In the constant shifting of territories, in constant positions of friction against the duality that manifests since arrival and can be felt in the empty dawn and in the routine of daily habits.

I was sitting, realizing my own fears, my mistakes and achievements against the gravity that binds me to the ground and the innocent weight of an apple on the golden soil of consciousness, on its path to its own self-realization.

I was sitting, pondering all the paths open to me, all the doors, from the wide to the narrow, and the entire journey that I, being the soul, will undertake... Passing through misaligned conditions and beneficial self-mastery that, in the end, will lead me to the same realization.

I was sitting, observing myself meditating, realizing, and pondering thoughts that came to my mind, making me go beyond, awakening from indifference to feel and step forward with steady footprints... To the changes in actions, in the "x" and "whys" that make me want to launch myself back into space.

I was and am still being, until the last moment, in the passage of life, as moments are. I will always be until I reach the point of changing my steps, rising towards the interval of both sides and the key that opens the door from within, and bids you farewell upon returning, advancing and your soul reaching another level.