It is just as if nature has given itself a work contract. That is to meet me with every particle and see what my reaction is and the effect on me? Like, there is a rapture in every moment that he thinks of making his existence like that. So the moment also thought of becoming a companion of nature. Whichever way I look, it seems that every gust of the universe wants to visit me only. There is a strange atmosphere on every side, in which it seems that the eyes of everything are looking towards me. And I am standing in such a spotlight that I cannot hide myself anywhere. I look deeply into you as if no one can see that I have started seeing myself. I have a wonderful distinction towards me, like I am trying to talk to someone else, not me. Without speaking, the art of speaking my words is coming from me, so when I lifted my eyes and saw who was giving this learning to me, I saw that a leaf falling from a tree in front of me was traveling towards the ground is. Seeing that fall...