… but cannot be defeated. Hmm…. On my own sea, maybe I also
went too far. It’s difficult – if not
impossible – to express this “defeat”, to name it, to talk about it, to ask
your own self “how do you feel today?”…. We mask our own sufferance - that
Silence that we do not want to hear or see not even in the darkness of the night
- with laughs, thousands of words expressing knick-knocks, violence, angriness ... life that needs to
go on, either we are here or not …. “It’s not so bad after all…”, “Who needed
that dream?”, ….”I am fine.”….”It’s nothing” when Everything went wrong. We put
a smile on our face, we lie to everyone, from our best friends or our inner self
to our colleagues, and we keep going on…. We cannot be defeated…. Why then, in
our rarest moments of sincerity, do I feel like this?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Joy/Vertigo
No matter what the future holds, there is the moment of today of pure joy, which reminded me of the first novel I read long time ago by Pau...
-
In its deepness, warmth and happy moments. In its turmoil, and sadness, and scars, and irony. Water which we love and cherish, daring to wa...
-
Şsst! E calm aici. O ţară fără soare, fără clădiri, fără oameni. Ca un peron al lui Paler. Şi aici nisipul încă mai e ud de valurile unui p...
-
Lumea e plina de superstitii si de clisee. Americanii sunt intr-un fel, blondele sunt in alt fel, tiganii sunt asa. Ne aruncam unii altora n...