Lost Souls: Essays Essays … Contradictory Perceptions / Kindle Series Book

Being lost … seen as an addiction …I couldn’t find myself…. by a long, long time.I was trying to find something … which could help me heal my soul … but most certainly it was not going to be an easy process.I needed … therapy.But … of course … i could not accept something like that.I was already writing by few years…. doing it as self therapy.And … still …. I was feeling i needed more than that.I didn’t knew what … but i knew that the right experience will be revealed to me.Sooner or later.But … one day … i’ve heard that the war started.Lots of refugees … were coming to my country…. and my city.I don’t know … what really convinced me to do it … but i jump into the car … go to the bus station where the refugees were coming … and i meet with a lady with 3 kids.I smile … and convince her to come at me … with her 3 kids.A lady …. policewoman … came to me asking lots of questions…. finding it weird … that i take this lady with me.But … into the end … i help her with the baggages … and we drive to the first house which i prepared for this new story of my life.In those moments … i didn’t realised what was going to happen to me…. especially into the near future.Fortunately … a weird inner force was guiding me … into the whole process.So … a lost soul … was inviting lost souls … to his home.That was only the start.Later on … new and new refugees were coming to me.I was just going to the train station … and connecting with the volunteers … i was immediately taking another 3-4-5 people to my home.In the night … before going to sleep … meditating … the same question appeared into my mind … “How the hell … you Adrian … are inviting those refugees to your homes?!You’re the most weird soul … i’ve ever saw during this life time… and now you try to be a saviour … for all those people … which were running away of war?!”But … i was smiling.I’ve already accepted my status … of lost soul.I was not denying it anymore.I found it … normal to accept it.And …. of course same as people addicted to drugs stay together, or the people addicted to alcohol prefers the alcoholics … a lost soul … as myself … had to experience life … in the company of other lost souls.But … it was all karmic.Yes … karmic experiences.For me … and for all the ones that were visiting me.I guess … all was normal.I was attracting … souls as myself.All being … my weird reflections.So … a new chapter of my life started.A … weird one.But … extremely interesting.Revealing in fact … that being lost … was actually … an unexplainable addiction … having probably the purpose to reveal me … while connecting with all those people following pathless path … the secrets beyond the human being.And … it all proved to be a story with many chapters … and also many, many episodes…. whispering me … abstract messages.In continuous form.