text: Sorry, new Title: Roads and the Ring. "Maybe. Maybe this was this way. Maybe it was the other way around. No one could fool the decision of the heart." At least one could see the direction of the heart. The decision of the one road, it was: If you follow this way, you will never come back. The decision of the one road, it was: If you follow that way, you will always come back. "One could follow the way that the past was dead, but remembered. One could follow the way that the past was alive, but distant as the present." Before the decision of the road, one took the decision of the Way. It was: For where you walk, you're in your way. If you strive or mistook one direction, maybe it was this way. Maybe it was the other way around. No one could fool the decision of the road. "The decision of the Wise man isn't to fool himself or the people he share his life with. The decision of the Wise man is simple. Follow the Way, even if there aren't roads and you have to go barefoot." Walk on in your way, breath your spirit. "It's the way of the earth, to make the sun set once a day. It's the way of the human, to be awake and bath in the Sun's light." It is the way of the sun, to have his rays blocked by the moons and planets. It is the way of the sun to bath the unliving. "Until life arises and could stand, and praise and breath and meditate. That was part of the way of the sun. A way of living is too, a way of the sun. Breathing is our necessity." It's the way of the moon, to receive the sun light for us. It's the way of the moon, to cast it's shadow upon us. It's the way of the moon, that lead to comfort us from the warm sun. It's the way of the moon, that lead to many deaths and cycles. "Their wedding made the winds and the sea. Therefore, as i breath the air, i remember. My tiny lungs, in this tiny universe, my tiny mind in my tiny body couldn't not follow the big decision that i was to took." The way that i never come back, as the rays of the sun. Or the way that i will always come back, as the shape of the moon. "The way that i will consume everything within my approach, warm it, burn it, and interact with it - the planets and comets. Or the way that i will always be there, within my own spot, touching and colliding with the things that are across me, and simple being there. Casting shadow that moves. I will act on the space within my range." The decision is now more clear. "Expansion will lead to smallness, And stagnation will bring movement, And the wedding between the sun and the moon, Settled as the sun and the moon were kissing the sea." "A ring is two roads together." I took the ring and held it. I would gaze at it and invest all my spirit in this ring. My spirit was getting stagnate as i held it. What a heavy ring. I feel down. I am setting, as the sun. I will marry the sea, not the moon. "One will marry daughter, not mother. This is not the way." "One will marry mother, not daughter. This is the way." I threw away the ring in the sea. The seas unfolded. In a rampant, they got me my silver ring back. This ring is yours, mortal, i could hear the sea say. Please hold it, he is not a burden, but a gift. The sea remembered me. The obstacle is the Way. "Like a wave, i go swin in the sea to kiss the moon." Stars were bright in the blue night.