When we have conversations, what we really do is that we try to pull the other person closer to ourselves: our ideas, principles, thoughts, etc. We try to bring the other person into our territory. And it goes both ways.
If I am given just two choices, but both are bad enough to ignore my agendas and neither is aligned with my ideologies, what should I do? Should I make a compromise and choose the lesser evil? Or should I just don’t vote and decline to choose at all?
I have asked myself this question for quite some time now. This is part of a sequence of questions I keep puzzling myself with. Do I really need money? Does money really put any values into anything (other than literally) with respect to my need? Which role does money play in my human life? How […]
Oh! I have seen you beforeAnd before that, time and time again.Each time I saw you, that wasThe last thing that I remember, I wonder! I remember, it was about the end of winterSpring was about to bring new leaves to me,I had a gray dream about a red fruit one night.And then the lightning […]
This is the letter I wrote to him. ———————————————————————– Dear Sir, I hope your health is strong and sound as you have been in your whole life. You have been so brave and you have an honest heart to stand up for what you believe is right. Neither everyone has it, nor do they stand […]
What is ‘time’? What is it exactly? Is it a rail line? Is it the train? Or is it even something that has to do with a journey? Is it just an abstract idea? Is it merely an illusion? Or is it an artifact? What is it? It is something that I can feel, I […]
And with all your ability you are trying the project light onto your past, using that torch light. That entity has a light, a torch light in his hand, and his consciousness is saying, “you know, you have to remember your past”. And he is holding a torch and all our collective knowledge is the exactly his knowledge. And as we forget, as it is a normal thing to happen, it is normal to forget for him too.
Dear America, How are you? Really, how are you handling all the pain they cause you every day, throwing rocks at you, taking your jobs, using you for their benefits, ripping you off every day, little by little. But who are they, have you ever thought? Why do they still hate you so much? Why […]
Little Annie lived with her grandparents, David and Rosie. When she was only seven months old, Sicilia, her mother died. Annie was never told why, she didn’t need to know. Peter, her father couldn’t bear the burden of raising a child all by himself, so he gave her to Davids. He often came to visit […]
This is how I should start: what is an image: a mere evidence of a moment. A moment that has already happened somewhere in the timeline or has happened in someone’s mind if you talk about abstract or contemporary art. An image or painting or sketch or imagery art of that sort is just a […]