Pagan myths from the deep, eternal forests.
A true melancholic atmosphere,
Haunts this hidden world.
Where men, for hundreds of years,
Have immortalized their cult.

Moments of...

Down in the forest.
Or, wherever we may care to trend,
We are Gods.
Do not follow us as always, present icons.
Of your very own consciousness.

...Monarchs... Queens...

This we do know where our lands are laid down.
With strength of faith, (for honour),
We shall reign forever in loyalty,
For we are Gods, do not obey us...


One with this world,
This is where I long to be.

"Just take a brief look at the animals, the birds. None of them are worried, none sad, none frustrated. You will never see a buffalo go crazy. They are totally pleased with chewing the same old grass, each and every day. It is almost enlightened! There is no excitement, it is in fabulous harmony with nature, with itself and with everything just the way they are.
The buffalo never founds any kind of parties to revolutionize the world to other buffalos to super buffalos to create religious buffalos, honourable. No animal cares for human ideologies. And the animals are probably laughing. "What happened to you? Why can't you just be yourselves, the way you are originally? Why is it necessary to be someone else?
So the elemental and primal thing to is to deeply accept yourself."

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