“The Memories of Absalom Jones”

I am living for a time being, an adventure that I really call it fantastic… Maybe could be one of my aversions, or yours- to express the bombastic word for it.

However, fascinating or not, this adventure isn’t a usual one at all. This obliges me to ask myself questions that will be irrelevant, considering my materialism way of thinking.

Take for example-to the question: “is there a SOUL?” And we’ll answer prompt: “yes, there is one,by the way and there is a body to hold it too.” And, to be more sophisticated to those that agree to opposite, and fishing a theological these or a metaphysic profane, I gave the example of the LAKE:

“Take a surface of water. When the waves are quiet, on the surface will appear a mirror – in which will be reflected all the sky above and the nature that surrounds – and will project an
image of virtually, upside down, of the real universe, this that we can feel it.

This mirror is actually “the soul” of this water surface….But, if we’ll dry all the water from this lake, the image will disappear – and the mirror (the soul of it) too. That thing means, I believe, the mirror of the soul, or any other word you call it, exists, as the body reflex,
make believe as an illusion which habits into it- separated.”

As you can understand till now, I have a clear idea concept, fundamental- that I couldn’t be denied or lie to, without being accused of bad faith.

Now, let me put it this way: if I had a revelation as the one of Paul of Tars-on his way to Damascus, and I will reply and change it to a new one, more adequate.