Empathy

There is much stuff which changed
incredibly rich experiences in terms of life lessons are happening to me

at same time i see fraility of life
On one side life is rich
because full of experiences
and yet on the other side
life is "ephemerial" because these experiences last as long as they have their share of life

and might seem poor
(in power)

Life taught me how to speak up my mind
taught me to be upright and dignified

Life also taught me
that too much empathy makes you die for the others' pain
people are not willing to do the right things

you can show them
but cannot force them

your goal though remains your own evolution

to be human
is to act with humanity
and yet not to be identified with it

is to be able to do your utmost
and accept when you cannot act against the other's free will
even though you know in advance the shape of their action
and the fruits they will bear

pain come not from knowing
but knowing that others will remain ignorant
and keep making wrong choices
which will have sour consequences for them

to know and to accept to let them fall
is the real pain

you cannot ignore
you cannot act against others free will

but you can remember to be free

I am free

i am free
as an experience i enjoy
as an experience i transfer identity
is not a running away from difficulties
it is the choice of mine not to identify myself with pain

it is the choice to last in an experience as long as i feel joy there
it is the choice to preserve my nature
and not to forget

that i am free
(to choose whoever i want to be)

I am that I am and you can't locate me

In the midst of the tempest
i sought for silence
for freedom from the empathy
of feeling others' pain

and in a vision
i saw a jar
which bottle neck was surrounded with
three lines  made of a colorful straw

and i said i am that
i want to be that

because in the midst of the tempest
wherefrom i was feeling others' pain and torment

i felt myself overloaded
and yet wish not to ignore them

yet i sought for my own peace
sought to preserve it

to stop from being dragged away by the current

so i said
i am that straw of 1cm  lost
in the midst of the many strawlines that are making up this second line of straw
on the bottle neck
who can know i am that?
who can pinpoint me?
and know i am there?
no one can see me there
nor reach me

nor pain can reach me there
as pain is attached to those people's experience
what is the experience of a straw line in terms of identifying itself with others' pain
except if you are some relative
you are bound to others' pain, to family's pain, to friends' pain

but if you are free
i.e. if you are that 1cm straw line lost in a thread made of straw
surrounding the bottle neck of a jar
who knows you are -at that moment- that?

you are free
some may think
what is this rambling of that 1cm straw
is rambling for those who seek to find me
by identifying me
to corner and limit me

but is truth for the others

and once i know i am free
and can be wherever i want 
then i make other's free from pain
then i can make other's free from pain


so i am the third straw on the second line
of the bottle neck of that jar
i am family free
and emotionally free
free from (absorbin people's surrounding) pain
i know no pain
when i am free
i am light and thus in bliss
and make other's happy and pain free