Free As A Gypsy

Like Fire...Hellfire

You know what astonishes me? Walking down the street and noticing all those people around me; these are lives, different souls, people with history, dreams, pains, fears, hopes. You see them for a second and then they are gone; vanished forever form your eyes. For as long as you live, you will consider these people to be alive--even though you will not remember faces-- but minutes,hours,years later they will be dead.

And yet, we insist on walking alone; noticing. Don't...we have created a lonely world, a cold world were we can no longer hear our souls singing. A world where we are afraid to express our feelings; a world where we are afraid to dance in front of people; a worlds where we are no longer enchanted by magical voices.

And worst of all...a world where we no longer dream. Let me open a portal to my soul. I love people, I love laughing with my friends and I believe that after intense torture I have managed to break my chains. I am a dreamer and I try to realize my dreams but I love being with people. No creature or machine will offer you a better warmth in your heart than a hug from a loved one. Don't walk alone. So I dare you! Be spontaneous and live your life. Personally, I am not scared of making a fool out of myself. I dance in the middle of the street with my friends and I laugh extremely loudly, but my heart feels warmer.

See The Mystery and Romance

So personally, I want to be free as a gypsy; I want to dance and love and feel alive. So any of you who are brave out there, ignore the social etiquette or the fact that you might be embarrassed because then you become a spectator in life and you see your life being wasted.

I offer you my companionship and anyone who wants can join me in my trip to the Court of Miracles.

Mysterious As The Dark Side Of The Moon

We are beings that like to suffer, aren't we? Nietzsche was right after all, we are beings of ressentiment suppressing our true selves in side of us for the sake of the social etiquette; we suffer and we bang our selves against the bars of our own cage but we can't get out... It's funny how this dawned on me...

One of the basic things that concerns teenagers and young people(whether in age or heart) is our relationship with the opposite sex. Yes, we spent a good amount of our time liking someone; we talk to our friends about it; we over analyze situations; we sulk and listen to depressing songs...and why? Because we do not have the courage to admit our feelings. What do we want at the end of the day? Being with that particular person, yet, even though we are aware of the fact that this is our deepest desire we hide it and prefer to live in doubt. I have always endorsed the attitude of admitting feelings but truth be told I don't have the guts to do it...no...that's a lie; unless I am pretty positive of the other person's response I won't do it, but I do take initiatives.

If you were me and I was you, I'd be curious to see what you would do 'cause after all I'm too reserved and fail to act 'till I observe...

 I do like observing behaviors before I act, but when it comes to boys I keep torturing myself...Boys & girls suffer the same and we really should not. What is the worst that can happen? Rejection? If we are so afraid of rejection then we forget to live our lives and we end up living in a fantasy "What if...". So boys & girls go out there, put yourself out there because chances are that the recipient will not be rude to you.(Of course some people tend to be rude and annoying, but do not let them discourage you). If you don't risk you will never win.

And I hate being full of words so from now on that will be my attitude. Have the courage and embrace life with its advantages and with its disadvantages.

Scratch your knees, fall down, but get up and continue running.

Is This Destruction,or Just Quiet Protest Against Lonliness?

Where The Wild Things Are

Not Being American I was not aware of this book - until the movie came out. When I saw it, it put me into a lot of thinking; at the beginning I was highly confused but eventually I think I have figured out its meaning -- at least for me.

We all hide hatred in ourselves but in the society we live we are forced to suppress it; however, there comes a time when this hatred that has accumulated for years will burst and then chaos...

This movie has made me think a lot. We all have this magical place, whether we are old or young, and every now and then we escape there. What happens? Do we have a conversation with our inner self, our consciousness? I don't know. We all escape there and we find peace, or Inferno. This place is our way of revealing our true selves and then come back to our world and still show our moulded self, the one we are supposed to be. Why do we hide so well? Because we are afraid, or because it is considered unacceptable. People are social beings and only few of us can stand criticism and say " Well, I really don't care what you think", the rest go with the social etiquette; we fail to be us and in the process we lose ourselves and that is another reason why we are the greatest deceivers of ourselves.

There comes a point though when our imprisoned self hits itself so hardly on the bars that we have no choice than to let him/her out and when he/she does come out he/she will not be kind, it will seek revenge. Society, which let's not forget consists of people--us, has forced us to hide our true selves and we become slaves and eventually beings of ressentiment (as Nietzsche would say). I am not rooting for riot against the society, no! I am rooting for acceptance. You need to accept who you are, feel good about yourself, love yourself and look out to improve yourself.

Only then will the horror, the fire, end in you.

"Inside all of us there is a wild thing"

Let it breathe, only then can the cold winter breeze fill your lungs. Breathe.-

Philosophies At Night

I have only one thing to say for now and I don't know how well it will be received but...

We Are The Greatest Deceivers Of Ourselves

I came up with this about 2 weeks ago and it has been haunting my mind ever since. I think it might be one of the biggest truths I have ever dared to reveal to myself. Isn't it so true? The lies we tell ourselves are the ones that we believe more easily,in fact we are such good performers that we fool ourselves to the point that this 'lie' replaces the 'truth' ( I know I am using concepts such as lie and truth a little freely because what is true and false, at the end of the day is very subjective).

Just bear with me for a moment...this free thing that we call mind,consciousness even, is so powerful that it controls our bodies; so powerful that it controls our brains and I'd like to stress the fact that I -by no means- am a solipsist. We lie..it's in our blood, and thus we live in a prallel universe; one where our lies have conquered, in a vetitum, in an Edem.

Our Eyes Lie.-