Recognition

 

"It was the day when I get lost in the city. And even I was alone...I knew that something new awaits me. Somebody maybe. 

I walk down the sidewalk, I don't know where but I just walk. Not much people is around. Just a few. I'm not scared of the unknown place. In fact the sun is above and I stop. I close my eyes and smile. My palms move the sunlight direction so I can touch it. The light tickles my skin and I laugh. How many people can experience such a universal connection? We should move alongside the cosmic pattern instead of breaking it. The problem of people is the foolish belief that the money are the real happiness. And if you is just you, the company loathes you. They despise you as if you were a sick people in fact it's them who are sick.

And as I stand there in the middle of the street, I feel a soft skin against my palms. It's so warming and welcoming. I open my eyes and there's a man in front of me, connecting his palms with mine. 

I'm not scared of him. Because even I can recognize his physical appearance, I just...know him. I know his soul. I can see it in his bright eyes. The pure soul. 

And in this few seconds that feel infinite, every single second the sun fuses six hundred million tons of hydrogen into helium, sixty thousand new stars are born while one thousand two hundred stars die, one hundred twenty new black holes are born and the universe expands by one million two hundred thousand miles.

'Come home', he says. 'Come finally home'."