Very touching view: an old trembling man in an old-fashioned jacket, straw hat with holes and shoes that fell apart one century ago. With all years marked on his face. Walking a dog. Same old, with grey nose and tangled fur but truly happy. Both. They have each other. This is more than some of us have.
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Manipulated by media: raspberries are healthy, loafers are trendy, G.B. is a supermodel. Catastrophes and tragedies soaking into our lives like uninvited guests. We are just pawns is somebody’s game. Whose game is it and what will be the next move?
A tie is the equivalent of a gibbet. Makes a man suffocate. The only difference is the length of suffering.
Fingerprints on the bus window. A hidden message for us. Trying to figure out what it says. Who was here before? Do we know them or will meet them one day? There are as many stories as fingers on the glass surface. If we could only understand them…
We spend our lifetime on looking for someone who will match our image of perfectly arranged set of puzzle. We care about their shape and texture, their thoughts and personality. We feel we simply cannot exist without them protecting us from our dark sides and cemeteries of buried hopes. Only the feeling of completeness counts.
But we don’t need someone to complete us, we only need someone to accept us completely.
June 2, 2012 in human, inspiration, life, man, people, secret
Tagged art, hope, human, inspiration, life, people, personality, puzzle
Where is the magic border that tells us whether we lost our lifetime or we can still save it?
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