Wild Rose

We are in a narrow mountain path, after a while it bends and the path opens in a nice valley; hidden by Wild Roses roves there are some ruins, here once. Once was a small little town with people laughing and singing, but now there is no more. The Wild Rose tree is there, waiting, waiting to make people laugh and sing again. We sit in a nice spot, with many Wild Rose flowers around, you and me, our hands one in the other and we stay like that silently listening the gentle wind around us. It's not immediate, we have to wait the right moment, the right gap between the silence of time and when that moment arouses, straight from our hearts comes that weird strong feeling, I have my eyes closed now, like yours and I feel you in all my being and you too have the same feeling, the same energy, we are one in love...

The sleeping beauty and all people in the realm were put to sleep for one hundred years and Wild Rose was protecting them all, waiting for the Prince, the Yang element to come; he kissed the Princess and the Wild Rose energy could flow in their heart, once again to make life what it's meant to, love.

Rock Water

Rock Water is a stiff old man, he knows he is near God, he tried everything to reach him, but in vain… he is sitting there in meditation waiting, trying everything to feel God in himself; he knows a lot about the meaning of life, he can help people, but he cannot help himself. One day he will understand that what was missing was the flowing, he will understand that all that high ideals that he had where not God, they where only stupid ideas of his ego to feel he was a god, all those stiff high thoughts, his morals, were bringing him far from the goal.
One day, tired of all this, he sat in a field looking at boys and girls playing, one boy broke out… “God damn”… the boy stopped and, frightened, he looked at the old man, he knew he said a terrible thing, he repeated without thinking what he heard from others, now he was frightened of the old man, of his reaction, of what he would have said. The old man started laughing at him, he ran to the boy and he lifted him to the sky still laughing full of joy: thanks little friend, now I understood, god damn… hahaha, do you hear everyone? God is laughing too with us, what can a god damn be for him? How could we, for thousand of years, think with our pride that we can make God not laugh? All the boys and girls where happy and laughing with the old man, they knew somehow that the old man was telling them that life was easy like the game they where playing.

Agrimony

Agrimony has a nice mask on all the time, he/she thinks that his smile is real, he tries even to smile to himself, what is better than a nice smile to be happy?
He doesn't want to think, to feel bad, so often he needs things that will not make him think, he can get up immediately from the bed and open the radio or put some music, he will phone to his friend and start planning the evening to fill is free time; at work he is nice, cheerful most of the times.
So nice tonight to go out with my friends... a sudden pain... what happens?
Quick, bring him to the hospital... an heart attack.. oh, he seemed in so good condition... it's nothing, it's nothing, will pass.
He gets out from the hospital, was an heart attack, he gets home, who to phone first?
Who second, tonight maybe i can invite some friends...
He never feels the deep pain that he has inside, he never gets in contact with himself, with the meaning of the life, with God, all his 'Internal, Spiritual' friends are sad, they know that the heart attack had no meaning for him, he will go on is life lightly until the next one comes, maybe the last chance to understand.

Olive

Olive walks in a sunny fresh windy countryside, he realizes that all is done, nothing more has to be, nature is there in it's beauty and he is in peace.
Before he was tired, his life was full of things, lot of tiring things that he had to do all, but now... there was nothing more to do! God just did everything and he is wandering why he was so busy, doing what? all those things he though he had to do to save himself, to save the world... now was easy, his heart wished something and was realized, before was is head that wished thousand of things and he had to work hard for all, but when he realized one there was no satisfaction and he had to make immediately one other.
Now he sits under a tree, looking the sun encontering the night... was so good, nothing more to do, only enjoy his life now.

Holly

Holly is apparentely a calm person, he tries to be that,
he tries to smile to others, he wants to, but suddenly...
explosions of hate, why you did that to me? why?
He is also jealous, but he tries not to be, he wants,
but only a whisper, a sign and.. omg, what she is doing now?
And a shiver of jealousy takes him and doesn't go away
until he is not sure again she is a faithfull lady.

A car blows his horn to him... damn!
He explodes his rage, he get's down, he can't stop, that was too much,
at this point he can punch the other, he has no control,
but here the other says: 'my fault' and immediately he calms down,
he smiles: 'oh, yes, maybe was also my faul, I'm sorry, can we be friends?

He tries to flow in life, but often the sun doesn't rise,
often he doesn't see the big design in the situation,
often he thinks people attack him, he doesn't realize that he is attacking.
Holly is frightened underneath, he reacts violently when he feels attack,
he must rely on God and see that he is always protected by Him.

Jesus was Holly, he was in the negative state with the mercants at the temple, with the ficus with no fruits, he was in the positive state when he was Christ.

Pine

Pine is a grey man walking all alone along a windy cold road,
the leaves are blowing everywhere,
he pulls up is jacked more for hiding himself
than to protect himself from the freezness.
This doesn't come from outside, but from himself,
he doesn't know what means God,
he is a god of the world he thinks he changed
and can change with his decision,
with the power of his actions.
He can even kill to feel how he can change other human lifes, how he is important.
His internal boy is in a coffin, not death, can't die,
but was too weak to be shown to the world,
this world so terrible with a god that wants to punish one other little sad god.

Ash

Oak

Oak is a big tree,
he works hardly, too hardly,
he wants to show how good he is with the others,
he help a lot in everything, he helps people he think he loves,
but often he loves people to help them
and he want these people don't suffer,
so he ends doing things he must not do,
works that are not his owns and he works too much for the others without working for himself.

Only the work for oneself is a real beneficial work, always Carlo.
Working for oneself is working for the other and one truly helps them.

Ash