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“I’ve walked for so long, so long I don’t know. I’ve left the (car and the) world behind, so far behind my shadow. (But) I walked this much to listen to the river’s murmur, I’ve walked with no hesitation, I fled… I walked to freeze my own thoughts and felt warmer, Listening to the music […]
Important things usually have small and humble beginnings… even dreams.
Dreams are dissociated with reality but, sometimes, they touch reality with the tiniest details that cause you enough doubt to think “didn’t that really happen?” or feel “this was sooooo real!” just after you wake up. “You don’t know it’s a dream, as I enter the room. It’s not just as it seems, I think, […]
These days, we need to cultivate distance. Physical distance to the ones we love, the ones we care about, the ones who makes us happy, the ones who makes us laugh. The world is a strange place to be in now. “I could see you everyday, but now’s not the time to. I won’t push […]
Talking about life with a friend a couple of weeks ago, about life, about loneliness (self imposed or not), relationships, and also that feeling of helpless anger regarding world politics solely based on the economy and with little to no respect for nature and the human kind itself. Then, the coronavirus situation takes over… and […]
We are not acting as if we are facing our own species extinction. The process has happened before, but never caused by one single species. Us, the homo sapiens, are on the brink of achieving that milestone, that landmark.
People are living a partially digital life. More often than not, with no correspondence to their real life. Digital ‘alter-egos’ aplenty.
Everyone is entitled to their own space, their own time.
“In a constant daydream, I have you within reach, You tell me you can’t stay, but you remain closeby… Now silence reigns, As words remain… The illustration of my absent pain. With no sense of frailty, (yet) in an underlying outreach, One might think of arrogance, but not you and I… Something has begun, (When) both feel undone. […]
We don’t know people. We don’t know them in an intimate way.
Imagine two people who crossed paths on a corridor. They briefly glanced and smiled, exchanging some sort of cordial “how do you do” words, the only words they had ever said to each other before.
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Women reason. They ponder. Men… err, not as much.