THE POWER OF THE STATES OF MIND. You calm down, sit and look out from the windos. Nothing has changed. The same window every day, the same trees behind her, the same sky, the same buildings, even the same people... But this is not a material change, the street you knew has changed since looking camouflaged in your room. You feel something, but you don't even realize what it is, you just know it is different and probably is not the first time you feel the same thing, even something inside you tells you that's not everything, there is something else and it will change again. You continue behind the window, or front, as you look, and something keeps you paralyzed. You know that's not a thought, you don't hear anything in your head, just look, but you're aware of something is preventing you to look away. At this point you start to feel something runing through your body like blood through the veins, and you know that's peace, stillness, because that is how you feel. Finally, you look away, but it returns to be locked in another point of your room, and you follow with a blank mind. You start to realize that two species of internal "I" are fithting just in this moment. One doesn't want to return to reality, ant the other one fights for it. I'm not sure why wins always the second one. And all this... Why? because the ONE who has changed is you, and because without realizing you've started to see things in a different color. It can seem unimportant a state of mind when, in fact... it changes everything.