But  there are outrageous and inexplicable destinies in the multiple paths of men.  Which finally will end  the glory of human companionship. And those beings who one day, we loved, kissed, and were near our own soul, those beings have left to a region of eternity.  And as science of spirituality, we are not forgetting them, but rather, there is a permanent, living,  memory and the constant respect, which is beyond words, and is ardent flame of the human and divine feeling, that does not accept the cruel destiny, and that looks beyond. Since even though we all are hold to
pain, sickness and death, we also are eternal and free, and without pain and without death, because of that conscious faith, that even full of tears, can also be reborn in the commitment of filial love, which will not decline for the fury of the elements or for anything. Every story of death is terrible and dreadful, but every story, also is a path for learning and growing.  And when there is nothing to be done, the essence stays beyond substance, that is when our heart grieves and shouts in the deepest silence with the voice of the soul and says: I love you, I love you without measure and unceasingly. You were the light of the day in my path, and now in this darkness, you will also be the light of the star of the night, and in certainty, you will give me light. I will call you, you will call me, and I will not hear you and you will not hear me. My eyes want to see you and only the empty horizon will appear, but if life turns into a challenge, because you no longer are here, I don't want and I will not allow love to become a moor because love is life and wherever you are, my beloved, you still will be joy, you will keep blooming, even if the world does not longer know you...continued>