Sorin Cerin

“We are a being only through our Illusion of Life.”

“We will never be more than we are meant to be!”

“Not the measure of words is necessary, but their meaning.”

“No life can be compared to another Life unless both refer to Death! Even if a Life is different from another Life, it exists, as Life, only by referring to Death, because all other Lives it would refer to finally lead to the last referent which is a Life having as reference: Death! This is why I said the all the shine of Life consists of Death, as the shine of Death consists of Life.”

“Living a life that in fact lives them, as well as death dies them every moment since the triumphal birth in order to die. ”

“Man's life is knowledge and that's all. If the Man didn't knew life he didn't exist.”

“How would this world be if there was not God? The answer is simple: it would become itself God.”

“Where do we people go if not towards the perfection of our own illusion? ”

“We cannot imagine Life without Death, because the entire Life rests on Death, otherwise it wouldn't exist.”

“Why are we a shadow and not a great tree? Why when we think we are spring, reality shows us we are a late autumn? Because of the fact that God is the Unique Accidental one, is the Primary Event, and everything that follows him is an Intended Occurrence, so an image of the Unique Accidental Occurrence. This image is destiny. If we were not but a mere image, this would mean that God is not the Unique Accidental one, but Intended, which cannot be because this would mean that God too is created by another Primary Event before him, thing that cannot be true. But still, do we know what truth is? We wouldn�t be God�s image only if there was not God.”

“The soul mate is what we aspire to and like to understand about us, is what we deem to be perfection, purity and endless regarding our own being.”

“The Death's Field is the mirror which allows us the knowledge of the world we living in.”

“What can the love in my soul be compared to another wonderful soul which is so far and yet so close of my self? What can this symbiosis between two souls can be? What can love be when you feel you cannot sleep at night, that every drop of dew becomes a crystal in your heart, when every breeze of wind has magical meanings? What can love be when you feel that you want nothing more in this world that to be with the soul you love? But what can love be in other transcendental realities? What about our souls? Are our souls a waterfall, a true Niagara or a smile, a flirt of an angel? Are our souls a mere mood of a fairy or a lightening in a summer rain? Our souls could be all of this and much more. But what really happens in that transcendental reality when we feel we are truly in love, that we love so much that it hurts? That the air in the room is unbreathable, that the sentimental, spiritual or physical distances kill us? What happens when dawn find us sadder than ever, looking for an excuse or an argument for the person we love so much, our Great Love? What are all thses? What are the looks lost in the desert horizons of unfulfilment or those in the eyes that deeply loose each other in the others inside the souls?”

“Believing in what you don't know is as true as believing in what you know as long as your life is just an illusion. ”

“If we deny the thirst of love, we stand to lose the last known address of the stranger whithin us. ”

“To be beyond yourself is the gate to wisdom. ”

“We are certainly descendents of the sea for our tears are salted and when we shed them on the jowl of time, the sea that has always been within us flows on our face. ”