Quite simple! 

Life is very simple. Yes, even love. Oh God, I know how complicated it all can be.

No, to say "complex" seems better, or a "challenge" better than a "problem". Simply be yourself. And then despair about all this self without knowing what it is. Or "breathe right", breathing is life! Short breathing, or hyperventilating does not help. Look how slowly I breathe, and how easy any effort! With the right breathing, everything gets easy. You can do it just like me.

I have no doubt about that, but do I have to, or do I want to? It is quite simple. I am what I am, just different, again, and that's why my breathing gets short, sometimes. It can also be very slow. Yes, sometimes life needs a long breath. And believe me, I have it when it's like that. It is simple.

I know there are people who know exactly who and what they are. And I suppose that is good and right. I know it too, just as they do, even if I don't know and not always am the same. I am just always a little different. And that also upsets me. Why can't I just love, and always? Why does love come and go like the wind? Have I not understood love at last? It can't be any other way. Do I have to love, even myself, to be loved, or at least to be able to feel it? Why not the other way around? What is the difference?

To be loved is much more beautiful. And believe me, it is just about the same. To be loved is to love. How is it possible to be loved without loving or vice versa? I don't know why everyone is always arguing about love and life. It is quite simple.

What sense does wind make if it doesn't stroke a cheek or fall a tree? What sense do leaves make if the wind doesn't make them rustle, or free them from a branch in fall? What sense does a stone make if you can't bang your knee or trip over?

I don't know why everyone always wants it to be so simple, while making it complicated, and then accuse me of being complicated. I am only myself, and yes also complicated, if the simple bores me, or simply comes to an end. I am a boring person, that's why I need variety, it's very simple. And that's why sometimes it is not boring at all. I can't control it, just as I can't control love.

I have experienced love, experience it, even if I do not know what it is. But I got to know it best when it seems to be absent. And this absence has taught me to fear, and this in turn has taught me to be fearless, although I still don't know how it should work without fear. But at least without fear of fear, I say for sure, and I know that I am not afraid of fear, because without fear I could not be fearless. It is quite simple.

Who wants to be completely fearless, sometimes I think of "fear of God". It's an old-fashioned term. Today, people are afraid of the virus, whose name "Corona" we have forgotten for all the numbers. I don't like to get too upset about this fear, even though it annoys me, not in itself, but sometimes I fear that I'm not seeing things quite clearly. But what I see, I just see the way I see it, can't change that. Even if some don't like it. Oh, God, I don't like that either!

What annoys me most is when someone drives me crazy with ideals. But how are we supposed to live without ideals? I cannot either. So I still have a lot of work to do, on myself.

Quite simple. Or not?

PS1: I have always thought about "the first will be the last", or was it the other way round? Either way I was comforted.

PS2: After someone had once read a text of mine, he thought I was an atheist. I really can't confirm that. But I certainly do not know.

Song: "I sing a simple song of love" (Arms of Love)

The beginner is learning, thinking of the word "aprenseñar" (learning and teaching at the same time).