12/24/2014

floating



I embrace myself and get to know the life. There is no other order to follow to see things  to get a vague perception of reality. To be with the others through oneself.

To find an affirmation of own way of being and all the decisions in something simple. When you know the life you want to live, but you need to see the entire landscape of dreams and ideas that are being done.  And to always keep own head so full, of visions and thoughts loose that sometime they will become one.


I need to hear to the world to speak to it, to let the perspectives transcend and then I will get things done. And to keep writing, writing for the sake of it to let it come out and feel different just for a short while, when you’re thinking the idea you formulated is floating.

12/11/2014

the stars in the universe are lighting up my life


Here you are sometimes, where the ways are intersecting and you want to see them in their entirety and capability, but there is no way of knowing where the things will go.

It is like a universe where stars are points of reference but they are getting blurred, they go out or light up all of a sudden, because it is an endless flux and change. This overused metaphor of life is, so compelling, almost unimaginable so I need to repeat it all over again as words come to my head.

Sometimes, all we want is the moon, to reach to it, to always see it and let it guide us as one and only certainty in the whole suspense of constant alteration of the sky that is either becoming so drastically different to what we know or stays mercilessly same for ages of our days.

I want some things to be certain, but startling and my life to shimmer like stars protected by the love of some incomprehensible instance that would come to my view in its own time.