The Neverending Book - 29. The Gift

The Gift

These things that you've gotten,

Without love feel rotten.

They are like jewels drenched in oil. Instead of coming from soil.

They are drenched. They are suffocated.

This is why they are hated!

They spiritually do nothing at all.

As you hold them, they fall.

It is like sand in your hand slipping through your fingers.

It is only a matter of time, before their joy no longer lingers.

Ughh! They're so annoying!

Yeah, you have a bunch of stuff.

But, it is never enough.

Why?

Because, you are not doing what spiritually satisfies you.

That is why it never physically gratifies you.

You are being artificial.

This is why they are not special.

Do not pretend.

And, it will end.

Remember, to do things intuitively.

And, only then, will you live freely.

Only then, will you breathe the fresh, clean air,

While receiving a gift and no longer despair.

You will no longer feel as though you are half dieing,

Because, your soul is no longer lying.