I WAS BORN IN THE PLACE UNKNOWN TO ANYONE
My mother had given me to the world from between the huge roots of one ancient tree which grew solitary from the middle of the mountain flank. She said I was laughing when I came out of her. And that was the name she called me - the laughing god. She said she had no pain to open a passage for me in herself, I just jumped out from the matrix and I did laugh. I came to the world fast and openhearted, amazed by the views and expressing my happiness via full of innocence, trustful laugh. Mother was walking across the countries with the wish to find the place where she could celebrate my birth in absolute peace. After six months of everyday walk she arrived at the mountains so majestic and clearly presenting themselves over the far horizon. She decided to follow the path rolling like a little torrent of the white and gray stones, she penetrated the forest, she had a camp for the summer on the side of the valley where she found one old build of the mountain rocks shelter for the Sheppard. Mother was fed by the forest, the torrent and a few goats, who visited her regularly when the round shape of the matrix manifested an official new arrival. But when the sun had begun to paint the lazy body of summer Nature's body with more vivid colors, I felt the rising temperature of the creations and I decided to join the autumnal sun painting spectacle. I gave a few strong kicks in the stomach of my mother to make her understand my wishes. She felt my strength very well, this is why she moved from the Sheppard shelter precipitously far into the mountains to find a place strong enough to support my arrival. After a few days of the intensive in meditation walk she entered the territory of one huge and eternal oak growing on the side of the mountain which was like a cosmic rock planted into earth to grow a holly tree. Mother, tired of the long walk and irritated finally by my impatience kicks, had taken a seat between the giant roots penetrating by the marble rocks to the soul of the mountain. The mountain was singing with the green leaves of the oak the eternal song to the universe. Mother prepared the sheets and the waters, she had built a small altar where she left the herbs, some cheese and milk from the goats, some honey from the wild bees, some fruits of the forest, the candles and the olive creams. Mother had washed herself while I was kicking her intestines with no mercy. Finally, she did a massage to her legs and her shoulders, she took a seat between two strong and fat roots of the oak, she gripped her fingers on the row skin of the tree, and she opened the gates.
The stream of the sunlight got through the opened gates to enlighten the tide channel, which was the only way out for me. I felt for the first time in my life the taste of curiosity and without thinking twice I pushed with my feet against the hot and soft seal of the motherland where I had spent nine months. Mother said I pushed myself out of her with such a power that she had no time to celebrate the instant of the creation. I had broken the membranes of her with my head, I moved like a snake through the channel in her flesh, and finally I came to meet the sun and to take a look at His total creation for the first time. First what I saw was the blue of the sky, the immensity with no ends, which I knew would be all to discover one day. The lights of the far hanging stars were dancing all around, the colors in soft implosion did the holy image decoration in the interiors of my fresh arrived soul. The song of the mountain singing with the oak leaves was so melodious that I became instantly full charmed, and the air mixed with the sun dust filled my lungs. There was no reason to cry. I was lying on my back between the legs of my mother, totally amazed by my discovery, still connected to her with an umbilical cord, I knew I came to the right place. And finally liberated of the questions about my journey, I had begun to laugh. The sun was touching my head with its hot hands carefully, softly, to give me the most precious impressions about himself. The wind came to kiss my skin, to sit on my chest and to look in my eyes with his translucent eyes. The song of the mountain penetrated through my ears, and with the crystalline fall of the melody synchronized the rhythm of my heart with the beat of Nature. I have left the matrix. Lying on the dry leaves of the oak, between the strong legs of my mother, I have laughed my gratitude to her for this pure creation spectacle which she decided to share with me. Mother looked at me, I finally saw her face. Over her head was watching us the eternal giant Oak tree, over his head watched at us the Mountain, over the mountain watched at us the sky, and from the center of the sky watched at us the ultimate creator -The Sun. Mother was very surprised by my fresh arrival attitude. " Do you laugh all about this? Or are you so crazy of the fear...?" she asked and with the sharp knife she cut our connection. I didn't mind, I knew that I am in the right place and my journey will be a pure stream of pleasures, so I laughed more, and I watched in the mother's eyes with immeasurable happiness. She enlightened her most charming smile when she observed that I have no fear. She took me in her hands and lifted me to the sky, the big pearls of the tears of ultimate joy had rolled from her eyes full of the stars. " You laugh the happiness, my boy... I name you The Laughing God!" she said, and she stood up to show me to the world.