The human condition truly looks with a garden ... for some it is green, dense and majestic ... for others poor and dying, or abandoned and messy ; for some completely nonexistent ... Yet all the features from the early days did not change, not cancelled ... they're just waiting for you ... the allegory that takes care of the mental determinants of life is ahead of you, every day, every moment ... you don't have to be an expert, you learn ... There is no need to have born connoisseur, you train yourself ... you are not required to be gifted, you blossom ... all talents you had but could not sense them ... all the colors, smells, shapes ... you need the light of the meeting with yourself, the other, the Whole ... After all, if you don't recognize the beauty in your own inner bio-cosmos, with what right you blame the ugliness of others?
Review of This Beautiful Fantastic
