In Mircea Eliade’s thought, religion is seen as a universal and fundamental aspect of human existence, characterized by the experience of the sacred and the profane. Eliade believed th...

When day comes we ask ourselves where can we find light in this never ending shade? The loss we carry, a ocean we must wade. We braved the belly of the beast. I have seen you in million...

My child, let your life come into the world of darkness and thank them in silence. You know, my child, they are cruel in their greed and envy, their words are disguised knives thirsting...

La solitude, la douleur émotionnel… et dort avec nous toute la nuit, Des larmes qui ne sont pas visible… des cris silencieux que personne n… sentiment de détresse incessante,

I know that our efforts all come to nothing. Analyze life, tear its trappings off, lay it bare with thought, with logic, with philosophy, and its emptiness is revealed as a bottomless p...

You come from the depths of infini… and from all directions of space-t… Every atom in you comes from a different star, every cell are made

so che incontrerò la mia ombra, un giorno, è il nostro destino. So che, un giorno, la luce finirà per noi e la gravità mortale ci assorbirà. Ma poi, senza spazio e tempo, senza vita e m...

Love, aren’t you the one who light… My earthly heart gets cold but I sustain the shivers boldly. My head knocks against the stars. My feet are on the hilltops.

i know that i shall meet my shadow, one day, is our fate. I know that, someday, the light ends for us and the deadly gravity will absorb us. But then, without space and time, without li...

La mort... certes, mais la ma-mort... c’est autre chose. Il me semble que ma mort n’est ni le but, ni la finalité de ma vie. Ce n’est que son aboutissement logique, et tout homme moral ...

Love, a little church that standin… waits with open doors, but nobody goes there to pray, the prayers will go unsaid, now, where to go? which way?

Amour, une petite église qui se ti… attend les portes ouvertes, mais personne n’y va pour prier, les prières resteront non dites, maintenant, où aller ? quelle dire…

Loneliness, Emotional pain, walks… and sleeps with us through the nig… Tears that is not visible to the n… silent screams that no one can hea… feeling of relentless distress,

I came into existence, naked yet c… with innocence and unaware, bathed with my mother’s blood, old folks heard me cry and were so… I came not into this unknown spher…

When in the world grows the dark cold and the empty desolation, then going back where one starts from. Do you recall the longing of our wishes? It is time, rise up to meet the heaven, t...