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Where is the soulmate

        It seems that souls are twins, however, they are similar to each other but they are not equal. They are not a copy, a carbon paper, and don’t have the same ideas. Souls don’t have the same power to love. There aren’t soulmates but they should exist.
        These thoughts are beyond our reality because souls are not a reflection in a mirror of destiny. Souls are not waiting for us, for our arrival. They aren’t waiting for us going into a bar, suddenly, waiting for us in a corner or when someone introduces them to us.
       Twins are duplicated but they are different too. They were born at the same time, or almost. They are separated by seconds and minutes. They have a different way of seeing life. They like different colours, tastes, clothes, and toys. Not even they are a formal couple or they fit or get closer, glued, dividing things in common.
        We don’t have to look for a soulmate because a soul is fugacious, light, inert, imaginary, and made of light. Souls don’t look for each other because they are souls, they are pure and don’t live in our dimension.
        Soul twins are physicals. They can be a friend, a partner in a trip, a person that makes us laugh, an encounter in a line, and an informal conversation because souls exist a few moments. They say good day once a day or all life but not in eternity. In eternity, maybe, souls are twins, really.
       The one, who is looking for soulmates, finds unhappiness and doesn’t understand that soulmates help us in bad moments, and we don’t know why. They exist in the unknown people who help us if we drop down on a pavement and our neighbour aides us if we scream for help. They exist when someone offers us his place on a bus or his hand helps us without thinking, only for pleasure, come from his heart.
       Sometimes they are friends who stop their life to listen to us in a consolation, pointing out ways to solve our problems. And after that, they go home and we forget them. After couple years we remember them and we wonder what those angels are doing.
        We don’t look for soulmates as we look for happiness. We don’t find happiness, it finds us, in good moments, smiling around as if these moments were happiness. They surprise us.
       Soulmate exists in first kisses, first dates, and exchanging looks. In enthusiastic handshakes, in hugs without shame in the middle of the streets. People are only showing that their soulmates are there, right now, although we will no longer meet them we will find others in the future: like happiness.

Photo from: Foto de Zarina Iskarova en Unsplash 

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Nilson Lattari

Nilson Lattari é carioca, escritor, graduado em Literatura pela Universidade do Estado do Rio de Janeiro, e com especialização em Estudos Literários pela Universidade Federal de Juiz de Fora. Gosta de escrever, principalmente, crônicas e artigos sobre comportamentos humanos, políticos ou sociais. É detentor de vários prêmios em Literatura

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