Love...

You only need to get the mood right.

After a tiring day, late at night, when you can not fall sleep, in the quiet of the night, when you can feel the lonliness, how there is only you, dim the light, a light and touching music, and you feel you are in love with the world, nothing specific. In love of being alive, in perfect harmony, fulfilled, and deeply content. I am deciding, I am deciding.

Emotions...

It is the repeating cycle and it's always been the same, the cycle of being in love. The sense of pleasure in pain, the dream of being with the one you love, and how miserable you are without your love.

Have you heard Myriam Hernandez before?, then you should listen to this:

El Hombre Que Yo Amo.

I have started playing the violin. I have started living again. I sit and listen to music and try to unwind, to get rid of the strong bias, the short sightedness I acquired through the last few years, and to give some room to the child inside. To remember who I was, to acknowledge the one who got me to here, and let him live again. To get rid of reasoning, not to be worried of doing what is sane, to risk it all. Fuck it, life is too short.

Research topic...

I was looking at the time of my postings. It is interesting to notice that there is a strong correlation between the time of the day and the intensity of "inspiration" I get. I guess one can run a statistical survey on peoples blogs and see if such correlation exists everywhere....

Don't sweat the small stuff...

Our shortsightedness is the killer of the joy. When I step back, and see myself from above and realize that I am safe in this world, when I realize that I have so much to give, and so many things to offer, it makes me calm. It doesn’t matter what you say, it doesn’t matter what you think of me.