Special cases

In a world of changes we are forced to face huge barriers, not only in our lifestyle but also in our hearts and minds. We fear the power of the restless searching for our aims. Life is a continues search for a target that is too abstract to put in words. Some people go through life simple and happy, others struggle to stay alive for the next day and we are those who are still searching. The needs to explore and learn are eating us from the inside and make us wild and untouchable. Easily attached to people and an environment but also quick if changes are required. The calmness and happiness are reflected on the outside while the inner war is hidden inside. A battle we cannot explain in words but the reason that we separate ourselves from society. It is not misery it is how we want it. We see with other eyes, we analyze and translate it to reality. Thoughts are carefully separated from the rest of society, not because it is a secret but because the knowledge is too real to face among people.

Love

Love is an equation without logic, one becomes two, two become one, one becomes four. Four for the battle each individual fight in themselves to make the right choices between the one and the two.

What is not told cannot be forced and time will tell if it will divide the one in two because of it, or make it stronger.

Would you let your soul get to know hell if it meant one day you can reach heaven together?

One for all.                      

Make mistakes

Our mistakes are not our shield to hide behind when life test our courage. Our mistakes are the fuel, our own proof that there is an opposite that for every wrong, there is a right.

Along with the people nature changes, demands changes, preferences change, we can not hold on to the roots we planted with those who raised us or we will only remain an eco for our future and children.

The dream is never the genuine accomplishment; it is the passageway for it. 

If we would achieve our dream and not create new ones there would not be any reason for us to endure learning.

Our achievement can be short-lived while our mistakes have shaped us, for the better. 

Mistakes are considered, discussed and allow us to see with the eyes of those who blame us. The consequences are learned and carved in stones, to become our scars and create our history.

Only questions without answers will make us strive further, hunger for more, keep our fire alive.

The knowledge that there is more that we yet have not discovered will make us forget age, commitments, temporary responsibilities, sorrows and restlessness. 

Who are we?

We could be the slaves of our professions, the emblem for inspiration, the carrier of our title, we could even be marks from the scars or the blood stains on our hands.

We would perhaps response that we are the mirror of our parents, the sequel of our past and the tool of our future.

Some say they are the transformation, the force that strives to grow. Passions are used as the communicator of our inner and our silent words. We can become a new path, a soul of life..  We can be what we feel or we can become those we surround ourselves with.

We can be sons and daughters of our decisions, our mistakes and our achievements.

We are the home for our loved ones and an unknown planet for the faces we never recognized.

We can be the words of someone else; we can remain an invisible shape along with the aura we carry.

We could be what we wear, how we live, what we wish for.

Failure or success, we could let others define us by what we done or we could stop being who we were to become what we are.

It is not another day, It is an additional experience

I used to draw the sun as a flower until my teacher taught me that a sun should be drawn as a circle with lines surrounding it. Since then my sun never looked like a flower.I never thought about why the sun was a flower to me but I evoke each occasion we got new flowers at home we admired them, we spoke about them, beheld a vase to flatter them, put them in a place where their magnificence fulfilled the atmosphere. But then we gradually got used to them and they either rotted or became a ritual to be watered among all the other plants.

When the first signs of the sun appeared I saw how people woke up earlier, cleaned their homes so when the sunlight’s shined through their windows the dust and dirt would not distract the viewer from the unbeatable ease in a beautiful home.But after a while we remain what we were before, we make the sun part of our ritual, we ignore its beauty, its presence, the warmth until once again winter comes and cold makes us hide under layers of clothes wishing for summer to come back.But it is not only the sun that has become the victim of our constant desire to look either ahead or look back.

The beauty of each existence should not be something we take for granted. Because what are we without that tree we spent hours climbing when we were kids, left us scars and laughable stories for our children, the tree that carried our tree houses, the tree where we leaned our bike on when we were in a rush to practice?

Hope that what you became today will be apart of something better tomorrow.