Friday, 24 May 2013

I Wish That Something Would Happen

     They say that if it's in you, it's OK. They say it's not the same. I know that we're always reforming. It's mutual. It's natural. It's in our blood. You can never be the same person wherever you go. We have many masks. One for every place. I have my mask for friends, my mask for commitments. Only on special and significant (probably crucial only to me) moments, I reveal my real face. And the most terrible things happen when the masks fall.
     Then we let ourselves recede. I tried to help many people relax and get the point. I didn't make it happen.
     Overreach yourselves. Try.

Tuesday, 21 May 2013

Here I'm Allowed Everything All Of The Time

     No one's gonna like you now. This is the strangest time of my day. When the curtains are pulled away from the window and the sun hits me in the head. Again. I lost my notebook. That's where I write all my lyrics. Almost more than forty pages were full with them.
     Getting really fond of the summer idea. Somedays I just sit and get bored. I'm training for summer's vacation.
     You can try the best you can.
     The best you can is good enough.

Saturday, 18 May 2013

Your Collection

     Today is the first day of the rest of your days. Had a really great time last night. Again we played live. I fell asleep at about 3 am, even though I returned to my home at 12:30. The stress and the tension at last gave up. There was a lot of frustration the previous days. There are many commitments I have and many things that I've got to take care of.
     Imagine a man that is ready to die. He sits alone in his bed, meditating. He isn't afraid of dying, because he has find out that even though life is the most perfect thing, death is at the Pearly Gates. However he is completely and honestly afraid to say goodbye to his family and friends. So he videotapes his last goodbe and dies.    
     That's ''Videotape''.

Wednesday, 15 May 2013

What's The Cause?

     Ther has been a lot of days since I discovered that there's no time to over-analyse everything. People make a terrible mistake. They prefer Logic over Emotion. Or is it me the one who is totally wrong? Ones brain has many malfunctions. Also their souls have a deep connection with emotions and not logical assumptions.
     This way, you can understand other people by looking them deep in the eyes. You can see every single feeling written on their eyelids. Even a boring look discloses every personal information.
     Whisper a few words and it's all wrong, it's all right. It's all...

Monday, 13 May 2013

There Is A Turn

     What's the best thing that anybody could have? Even though I tried to find out, I can't. Is it all about relationships and people or is it personal fulfilment (although I think that someone can be fulfilled by someone else - again there is an engagement of other people...).   
     No one can survive this life alone. No one.

     So, I think I might discover the answer after a lot of years.

Sunday, 12 May 2013

Red + Blue + Green

     It seems like the sun plays games with the clouds and the rain. It occurred to me that, the last weeks, I fall asleep only after two or three hours in bed. It's very difficult for me. I just lie there and watch the ceiling. Off course music sometimes helps but the sleeping part just doesn't happen.
     And then it's the most perfect feeling. Dreaming. You can always dream of the most amazing things that could ever happen to you and then you wake up in the morning and... ''Oh, it was just another dream''.
     Waiting for the day to pass.

Thursday, 9 May 2013

Empty Glass

     Not even half-empty. That's right. However, at last I'm relaxing. Only a bit of stress. I have so many things to do and so little time. A few years ago, I was obsessed with drawing. Now I haven't painted a single page (without counting the sketch books and the little faces and people I draw on books) since last year. So today I started drawing. It's good to be back. I think I should do a whole project. It should only exist for myself (it's never easy letting others know exactly what you think through music or poetry or literature or drawings).
     Yesterday I finally finished a novel that I was reading since last week. Jitterbug Perfume. It must be the best thing I've ever read. I don't know yet. I will first let a week and the book's emotional impact pass and then I will. Amazing book.
     Tired again.