Life is so fragile...

one crash and it could all be gone

Life with all its aspects, drive, nature, admiration, the world, its news, the love, and everything life offers. One crash... and it's all gone. Are you still breathing? It could all be gone tomorrow, one crash might be closer that anyone imagines. 

To enjoy the beloved humans in one's life, the ones who love you more than the ones you love, every inch of beauty in nature, its forms and colors, feeling the air, the wind... but most importantly, do it today, follow that dream, put the first grain of salt of your project... and most importantly breathe and enjoy the base. 

i am you and you are me

You or me, your eyes are in me, your fingers mirror mine, your blood flows at the same time as mine does and your hair covers your head from the cold as I know mine does, different languages we speak, but the movement of our lips and use of our voices passing through our folds, we are all one by one, beautiful creatures, yes we look different, because we have to be differentiated, so we recognize each one of us and of the others, but your eyes are my eyes, your nose is my nose, you smell the fresh smell of grass, the Jasmin or the odor of a delicious meal, we have the same signal, you walk somewhere and are dependent on your legs and feet to arrive, I am as well. No matter how hard you try, you keep making those same mistakes, I do as well struggle that way. I am you and you are me. 

the journey to a clean life

I am on a journey to total peace, i want to be in nature and enjoy every inch of its beauty, to wish staying there for as long as possible... to lay down on a spot in the middle of thousands of flowers and look at the sky. this is certainly not a beginning, it is a continuation after there has been moments like this throughout my childhood, but they harshly stopped and disappeared, life had changed suddenly and became more hectic and strange. i am slowly going back, and even further than before, i want to stay connected to earth, where i have seen the day, where my nurturing comes from and the warmth reflects or the cold refreshes. mountains, sea, fields.... and animals, horses on the fields, dogs by the sea... pure and clean happiness. i want to have an inner peace, where i don't mind other's negative thoughts and acts, where I am not influenced by other's stress and nerves, but staying one within myself, protecting my inner peace... where I am not obedient to my own nerves and where I am not compelled to express any negative word, to either state the good or stay quiet. A worthwhile life. 

Happiness is

In the depths of the world's distribution of luck, majority of poverty and hunger, which in themselves do not connect with lack of happiness, with the overwhelming wealth becoming a psychological burden on whom of those whom I love, really want me for my being and not for the superficial pieces I hold in my pockets. 

I see most poor people smile and laugh, I see it constantly, I see most people with dead and sad eyes, I see it all the time. 

Does the one who is in the middle, or low, reach for becoming rich but ever lost in life, wondering about human contact's intentions, or staying peasant and just being in constant wonder of what more would bring. 

I'd rather be poor or just in the middle, and be sure that those who seek me, really do so because it is me, the way I have of doing things, the way I speak or cook or joke or do. I'd be fine. It is fine if I wonder from time to time about what having the possibility to buy anything would be like, but it is not if I wonder forever about whether the appreciation coming my way is for pieces of copper or me. 

Happiness is constant contact with different aspects of nature and real relationships, it is being unrecognizable by most so as to be completely free.