Do they say that once, all the feelings and qualities of men came together somewhere in the world?
When boredom yawned for the third time, madness made them a proposal. Shall we play hide-and-seek? The plot raised an intrigued eyebrow and curiously, unable to contain itself, asked, “To the hideout?And how is that?”
- “It’s a game where I cover my face and start counting from one to a million.
- While you hide.
- When I finish counting.
- Will the first one I find take my place to continue the game? Madness explained.
Enthusiasm danced encouraged by euphoria. Joy leapt so much that it finally convinced doubt, and even apathy, that he never became interested in anything. But not everyone wanted to participate; The truth chose not to hide. ?Why should I? In the end, will we always find him?.
Pride thought the game was very silly, but what really bothered him was that the idea of the game wasn’t his and, as always, cowardice chose not to take risks?
One two three?? madness began to count. The first to hide was laziness, which fell behind the first stone of the road; faith rose to heaven and envy hid in the shadow of triumph, which with his own efforts rose to the top of the largest tree.
Generosity barely manages to hide. Every place he encountered seemed wonderful to one of his friends: the crystalline lake was ideal for beauty, this tree, perfect for shyness, butterfly flight is better for sensuality and wind gust is excellent for freedom. So he ended up hiding in a little ray of sunshine.
However, selfishness found a very good place from the beginning: airy and comfortable, but only for him. The lie was hidden at the bottom of the sea, (lie, in fact, she hid behind the rainbow); passion and desire within a volcano. Did you end up forgetting where you hid? But it doesn’t matter.
While madness mattered, love had not yet found a hiding place, as all the places were occupied, until he found a rose garden and decided to hide among his flowers.
?? and a million?!? told him and began to look. The first discovery was laziness, three steps from a stone. Then he listened to the faith arguing with God about theology, and noticed passion and desire vibrating within the volcano.
Unknowingly, he has found desire, so he can deduce where to find the triumph. He didn’t even have to look for selfishness, which escaped because he had hidden in a wasp’s nest.
After walking so much, he leaned over and leaned over the lake, finding the beauty. With the doubt, it was easier, because he found her on a fence without deciding which side to hide from.
Then he found everyone: the talent among the fresh grass, the anguish in a dark cave, the lie behind the rainbow, (lie, was at the bottom of the ocean), and even found oblivion, which I had forgotten that I was playing hide-and-seek.
However, love is gone, have you looked for it behind every tree, in every stream in the world, above the mountains?And while he was already giving up, he discovered the rose garden.
He began to move the branches and heard a cry of pain, the thorns had hurt his eyes, and he did not know what to do to apologize: he cried, pleaded, apologized, and promised to be his guide.
Thus, from the first time he played hide-and-seek on earth, love is blind and madness always accompanies him.
They say the heart is an asylum and there’s always room for more madness. Out of love we are able to do anything, to take risks in the abyss and even to lose our freedom.
Love is crazy because of a calculation mistake, because we can’t choose who to love and because we win any match, even if we often end up hurting ourselves.
As Calderón de la Barca said, “when love is not crazy, it is not love. “