had one of those realisations today.the ones that you avoid forever.and i can't help being frank to myself.
scenes pop up,some easy,some really tough.
and then those moments,the ones that pop up only once in a while-why does elation last so little?
a thick album of tiny precious instances that were to survive in time and get dressed in golden frills.even they had no idea back then they were to gain such shine in time.
i strive to prolong their sensation,go back to details,try hard to focus more...
what's the point?
everything we experience will only become material for a good coffee chat after years.
interestingly,even the points of reference are being wiped out,one after the other.
but all we are ever interested in is the big picture.and the big picture is,we're moving on.
the rest is simply what a mind can turn to when a sunday is not sunny enough.
2 comments:
mou aresei PARA polu auto to post sou, kai piga na grapsw kai apantisi prosfata alla to ameilikto timer tou net cafe mou ekopse ta ftera....
ithela loipon na pw oti:
1. the details sometimes are not important, auto pou menei einai ta sunaisthimata mas tis stigmis, kati apiasto pou aiwreito ston aera kai pou diasxizei ton xrono kanontas tis empeiries na 'xrusizoun'.
2. ta points of reference kleinoun, ki auto ponaei, opws kathe apwleia. Alla auto de simainei ki oti oi empeiries einai kati gia na anapoloume pinontas kafe. Isws na min tis thumomaste kala, alla mas exoun diamorfwsei kai kati, kapou, mesa paramenei. San mia iliaxtida krummeni pisw apo ta sunnefa tis lithis, pou kamia fora ksemuta aprodopoieita kai xanetai to idio ksafnika.
thanx luv.
συμφωνούμε ιντίιντ, αλλά εκείνος ο κυνισμός όταν πονάει η ψυχούλα, σκέτος οδοστρωτήρας...
xxx
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