Thanks to Minna...!
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"The road you are travelling is the Road of power, and only the exercises having to do with power will be taught to you.The journey, which prior to this was torture because all of you wanted to do was get there, is now beginning to become a pleasure. It is the pleasure of searching and the pleasure of an adventure. You are nourishing something that's very important - your dreams.
We must never stop dreaming. Dreams provide nourishment for the soul, just as meal does for the body. Many times in our lives we see our dreams shattered and our desires frustrated, but we have to continue dreaming. If we don't, our soul dies, and agape cannot reach it. A lot of blood has been shed in those fields out there; some of the cruelest battles of Spain's war to expel the Moors were fought on them. Who was in the right or who knew the truth does not matter; what's important is knowing that both sides were fighting a Good Fight."
"When we renounce our dreams and find peace," he said after a while, "we go through a short period of tranquillity. But the dead dreams begin to rot within us and to infect our entire being. We become cruel to those around us, and then we begin to direct this cruelty against ourselves. That's when illnesses and psychoses arise. What we sought to avoid in combat - disappointment and defeat - come upon us because of our cowardice. And one day, the dead, spoiled dreams make it difficult to breathe, and we actually seek death. It's death that frees us from of our Sunday afternoons".
"The first symptom of the process of our killing our dreams is the lack of time" Petrus continued. "The busiest people I have known in my life always have time enough to do everything. Those who do nothing are always tired and pay no attention to the little amount of work they are required to do. They complain constantly that the day is too short. The truth is, they are afraid to fight the good fight."
"The second symptom of the death of our dreams lies in our certainties. Because we don't want to see life as a grand adventure, we begin to think ourselves as wise and fair and correct in asking so little of life. We look beyond the walls of our day-to-day existance, and we hear the sound of lances breaking, we smell the dust and the sweat, and we see the great defeats and the fire in the eyes of the warriors, But we never see the delight, the immense delight in the hearts of those who engaged in the battle.For them, neither victory nor defeat is important; what's important is only that they are fighting a good fight.
"And finally, the third symptom of the passing of our dreams is peace. Life becomes a Sunday afternoon; we ask for nothing grand, and we cease to demand anything more than we are willing to give. In that state, we think ourselves as being mature; we put aside the fantasies of our youth, and we seek personal and professional achievement. We are suprised when people our age say that they still want this or that out of life. But really, deep our hearts, we know that what has happened is that we have renounced the battle for our dreams - we have refused to fight the good fight."
"The good fight is the one we fight because our Heart asks it of us. In the heroic ages - at the time of the knights in armor - this was easy. There were lands to conquer and much to do. Today, though, the world has changed a lot, and the good fight has shifted from the battlefields to the fields of ourselves."