The Sensitive is a Child of Light

The sensitive cries without knowing why, laughs without meaning to, thinks without wanting to, and draws inspiration from the light without needing to see it. Even amidst ingratitude, they give without expecting anything in return. Even if their plea goes unnoticed, they do not stop, they do not hold back—their focus is far beyond what can be achieved.

They live in their imagination, for it is there that they find the soul's sense that guides them through the universe. They are here and elsewhere at the same time, in a dreamlike state even when awake. They know what few know, because they do not live in illusion—they inhabit the real universe, outside the material matrix.

They accept pain in silence, but they do not surrender to suffering. They know the path where only light travels and understand that pain is necessary for growth. Therefore, they find calm even in the midst of turmoil. Few understand them, for they know that the world, as we see it, is merely a utopia.

They are everywhere. Sometimes it reveals itself to everyone; other times, it remains invisible to the eyes of fools. Only those who can see the essence of life are able to perceive the depth of someone who lives their existence guided by spiritual sensitivity.