Sfarsitul sfarseste si inceputul incepe. Un lucru este necesar ca sa ne bucuram de viata Caleidoscopului: Lumina. Daca Lumina nu este, nici culori nu sunt. Am trait o viata de amintiri si asteptari. Inchipuirile mele. M-ai adus aici, in pragul nefiintei, ca sa mi le dai pe toate. Inzecit. Cata vreme eram orbita de fiinta mea, nimic nu a inceput si nimic nu s-a incheiat. Abia acum vad altfel decat cu ochii. Nu astept ce va sa fie cu sufletul la gura. Nu exista sansa. Clipele nu vin si nu pleaca: ele sunt. Caleidoscopul ne invata sa slobozim in noi Lumina. Amandoi, din Lumina am plecat si in Lumina ne vom intoarce.
The end ends and the beginning begins. In order to rejoice in the life of the Kaleidoscope, one thing is necessary: Light. Where there is no Light, there are no colours. I have lived a time of memories and expectations. Figments of my imagination. You have brought me here, on the threshold of nonbeing, to give them to me. All of them. And more. While I was blinded by my being alive, nothing began and nothing ended. Only now can I see without eyes. I do not wait in breathless anticipation. I know there is no such a thing as chance. Moments never come or go. Moments just are. The Kaleidoscope teaches us to release Light inside us. We are Light, both of us, and unto Light we shall return.
