the road

henri cartier-bresson - en brie

the road seems long from here.

a large view,

no concern and no regard of what ever can be found at the end,

if there is any...

i start to stride it, one big step after another, 

confident of my anatomy and my biological device of walking,

foot in front foot, over and over again,

clock-finished mechanism of footsteps carrying myself forward.

i wait for nothing,

there's only ahead 

and what i've left behind counts no more.

i stare from time to time on both sides

trying to catch a glimpse of scenery just to clear and refresh my retina. 

i wait for nothing

and

nothing waits for me,

not even the road. 

it just is.

i'm just walking it.

there are so many wonders where i'm going...

plenty of marvels to be seen,

miracles to live.

they will all just be happening

and

i will just be there

enjoying.

thank you for the road.

thanks for tramping it.

hope i'll do well

step by step

on the road...

choice-of-words

we do tend to circle around a bunch of words which define us for a while. it depends from person to person on how long that particular group of words defines oneself - some take like six-months-choice-of-words, some take eight, twelve or more, regarding the power to see something else, one's imagination and creativity, let's not forget reading a bit or seeing some art from time to time... therefore, in my case, i'm stuck with my-group-of-words for like six to eight months. i incline to change them beginning from a conversation with a friend, a good line of a film, a quote from a book i did't read completely or haven't finished yet or maybe a striking image that came in front of me or i stumbled upon. 

to cut a long story short, these days i circle around a few words or phrases i'd like to put below for everyone to know them, to give an advice or a critique and last but not least to know me better by the words surrounding my vocabulary, state of mind or simply my humor. and i'd like to write them down because in few months they could change and some time from now i'll forget them, like never being with me or part of me, like never knowing them at all. they'll become another everyday choice-of-words with no meaning what so ever than themselves.

so here goes nothing:

1. i am a poem
2. i know everything and nothing at all, with no knowledge of how i know or how i got to know that at all
3. the world rest in your/my pen. imagine it!
4. i do try, i really do. but i got to stop trying and just do it.
5. there is a purpose everywhere. you just got to find it
6. we all have a mission, a lesson to learn. if i'll fail mine this time i'm sure to come back for the same thing over and over again until i learn
7. if you look up you'll see the sun, down there's only pavement 
8. because there is so much beauty in the world
9. there is a God and He's laughing. that will never change.
10. i am a joy of human being

all's well when it ends well, or someone did say that a while ago. hope is true. hope my choice-of-words did not offend anybody. hope i'm not the only one with such choices.

Englishman on sunday... tx Mr. Sting

decisions

why do we find the hardest things in life to be decisions? why is it so hard to make up your mind? to choose. if we think about it, there are only, basically, two choices: right and wrong - as we are used to call them, but truly they just are good and bad - in any way you wanna measure them or according to whatever criterion you wish. good and bad - that's all there is, not only here but in the hole universe. everything that has life comes down to this two simple choices. everything refers to them and any creature or life form from this time and beyond comprehends and lives by those simple two notions. 

so, it all comes down to this: is it good for you or is it bad? and there is no selfishness in this, no egocentric thinking or something like that. don't forget: the only-one you are responsible for is undoubtedly yourself, so the questions asked earlier are true: is it good or not for you and you alone. don't be afraid to choose. if it's good for you then you cannot do a bad thing and everything around you will understand your action and more - everything will resonate to you. and don't think that if you'd like to do harm because it's fun for yourself, the universe will see it likewise. no, the right or wrong is so simple that you cannot cheat or lie or deceive, not even yourself deep down inside. so why the hell, excuse my... French, is it so damn hard to choose, to make a decision? why don't we listen to the first thought? why don't we listen beyond our interests and puny goals and take the right answer for us and everybody else directly from all around? - listen carefully for the first thing that pops in your mind; that one comes from your soul. and the soul... he knows just two measures: good and bad. and your soul can't do wrong. simply because he belong to you and all around in the same time... he really is you in the purest form since the beginning and till the end. he just knows good, life and love. sounds foolish, right? maybe that's why we are so scared to choose, to be or to love...because it's so simple and foolish at the first sight. 

be not afraid! you know how to live, just listen closely to yourself. 

it's summer

vincent van gogh - sunflowers

in summer you should not be sad. it's too sunny or too bright - the choice of words it's up to you, but remember, anyway you put it, it is still summer - so no sadness.

you can run a hill or a field

you can sit a park-bench or a porch 

you can sing a song or just whistle

you can draw some meaningless lines or a portrait

you can read a book or a thrown-out paper

you can sip a lemonade with lots of sugar or plain cold water

you can bite an apple or get bitten by a small hot dog

you can comb someone's long wet hair till is dry

or just bathe that someone again with a hose

you can fall asleep in the grass or tuck yourself in the chilly bed clothes

you can speak loudly or just whisper some love statement

you can stare at the sun when is setting or wait for the sunrise all night long

you can drink a bottle of beer without breathing or get thirsty an entire afternoon

you can dream with your eyes opened and sleep like a rock

you can be silent for a week or just say hello and goodbye 

you can make love to the sea or just get a tan

you can travel or stay still

you can all of that and more but you don't have to anything

because it's summer.

and in summer you must never be sad. it's too sunny and sometimes too bright. and it would be a waste of your summer... how many do you think can be wasted? in my opinion, none.