The walls of silence

One evening on the beach I found myself lying on my towel, two people who had a place in my memories left to wade in the warm and frothy ocean, to my left, having made the journey with us, there is a girl who, probably not to disclose his shyness, has opened a book; my literary curiosity urged me to start a conversation that will begin with : "Excuse me!, what is the book you are currently reading?"
And the wheels of my brain set in motion, she would probably prefer to talk to a beautiful boy to discover the common ground she could have with him, or maybe she would prefer to laugh with a trusted friend and share some secrets, painful or precious, or again it would be a member of her family that will fit her to make her feel at ease by giving her assurance; finally no words will be spoken and I'll stay lost in my cogitations, while she, turning her back to me, won't deign to give me a glance and I will be in my mind and forever the wrong person.

Life through glass

The panes had melted since the time and their basis had thickened, they were no longer translucent and the dirt cast an opaque veil on the simple people who, shriveled by the cold, extended their step to go back home.

The pain of being Me

I don't know what it is to be enclosed in the thoughts of someone who will confess it to you by any means imaginable, while looking right in your eyes; for that I am a marginal, and seen as having a problem, and maybe i have a problem, ...yeah surely, but what kind and does it may be arranged; maybe i'm condemned, just not shaped to live the experiences that seem so common to everyone, I comfort myself by teaching me (my brain, my habits) that it's my choice and that I could be a bar higher in the evolution ladder, what a ridiculous thought to fool oneself; we say one cannot miss what is unknown, so maybe the evolution keeps me from intolerable suffering who will shatter my heart into millions of pieces allowing each one to taste a part of my bitterness, and if this way I could live like an indolent man or simply rest here where finally my body would no longer be an obstacle and even will be gluttonously appreciated, here the thoughts will no longer poison the way I morbidly chose to exist.

Don't lose time

The true and good feelings that run through our thoughts and makes our body quivering must be verbalized as we are alive, we and the persons to whom those kind words are intended; or you'll live in regrets and frustration.

Listen to your natural needs

A human being has to develop in the direction of his natural needs, do not oppress or attach bad emotions to them; A satisfied natural need brings necessarily welfare.

Affection is part of the natural needs as well as eating and drinking.

(We reflect our acts and conceptualize our world but we're still part of the nature, we're still animals, and we have instincts and natural needs. And the way of the nature is right, the nature do the right things for us to survive.)

look at you now

All these photos are not me anymore, i'm someone new each new day, i'm someone worst, my body rot in the true period of adulthood though my mindset is so childish, i can't bear seeing me decaying, my stomach hurts and i feel bad wherever i go, i consider slowly disapear from everyone, just hide myself in my hole and if the pain in my chest become unbearable i will act to kill it. (feelings at 12H21, saturday 18 of july)

(why is that important?! : because i couldn't imagine to be appreciated, loved; and i will feel inferior to my friends and the people around!)

(the song "running joke" put on a bunch of my photos that's some twisted self derision, what is happening to me.)

A Significant Move