Growing culture inside...

I have seen Tarkovsky's The Stalker for the first time 5 years ago..How truly unbelievable was the feeling I have after watching it again today...The Stalker is yet another story, a story about roles, the pursuit of happiness, pain and many others I am sure I have not discovered yet, a story of a perfect mind and soul that manages to storm you deep inside... Investing in myself has regained a long forgotten meaning, and I don't want time to be an excuse any more, i simply don't...

Micky

I am a human being belonging to my aspirations, dreams, music, books, movies and friends and hoping to feel one day like in the song, the song for you...

The wind and the neighbour's door...

For a while now I had forgotten the beauty of dreams...Wonder what's happening inside my brain... All sorts of childhood and highschool memories have been coming back since I identified my problem...Never thought this would happen to me...Being so caught up and not finding time for myself at all; no wonder I have forgotten who I am...Oh! But the beauty of remembering those moments for sure made me appreciate more the moments I have been living; so much... I feel the need to thank some people for being a part of my memories and present...Thank you Dan " Capitan de plai" for I know that you seeded the struggle I am permanently dealing with and thank you Moala for the kindness and love only a mother can offer her child and vibrate towards me.

Honouring friends and special moments,

Micky
playing, the wind and the neighbour's door

I choose to...

Someone once sent me an sms telling me amongst others that he chose to send me a message back then...
I'm not saying something new when I state we all live our experiences differently, but believe me it's totally impressive to see the difference in what people want from future experiences they plan to have for themselves...Being selective is not a fault from my perspective as long as you are aware that beauty lies in every human being and being able to seize it sets you closer to a holisitc image you have over yourself in this world...
I choose to believe I stand for friendship, equilibrium and culture in their various shades that are my own,

Micky
diversity, stars and where to next...

Make sure there are moments...

There are moments...The right people in the right frame, just when you most need it...How much you build upon these moments with these people it's entirely up to you, and it starts from basically perceiving the uniqueness of the instance...

Micky
I don't want to forget

Administer your thoughts, feelings and their intensity...

Somebody was asking : how do you live your life, with whom or in what way? A complex question deserves a simple answer: stuck in a moment...
Creating moments of reference for myself is essential if I want to live my way, or as someone special said...the micky way...These moments are for sure composed of three elements: people, atmosphere and the mood, all these offering bits of me, conveying a meaning to the green and blue...

Micky

thanking some people, for they challenge my conscience and mind

having a glimpse of how my future looks like

Show me, give me life...

This obsession with words and their power made me realize yesterday I never want to be ignorant of people's way of expressing themselves...And for that I need people near me...
I'm not particularly happy of what I stand for right now, maybe because I don't know where I stand but also because I am not always paying attention to the beauty there is in people, to friends, to me...Time and will...
I'm in that point where I realise I'm really growing and transforming within but not paying enough attention to it...There are people that actually provide real life lessons and who always give me something...Call it outsourcing because this very minute I believe I need some of the things that only they offer me in order to feel confident and somehow balanced due to the fact that they supply and complete internal processes...

dislocand segmente de timp imperceptibile,
Micky

Validate wanting you...

"I'm sorry" is a really powerfull phrase if you truly mean it...Unfortunately it hasn't been the same meaningfull thing for some time now when I hear it around me...And me talking about it, and telling people how disgusted I fell about running sorrys, made me forget the power of it, and made others believe I don't have it in my vocab.
Making mistakes, realising them and learning from them, furthermore doing something to change what you' ve done bad..probably the best lesson I needed right now...
I am a human being belonging to my aspirations, dreams, music, books and friends,

I'm sorry for doing you wrong,

Micky

My body is a wonderland...

I fell as if I had just ended a relationship..That suffering, dreamy, releaved state...Just like one is after a break-up I feel the need to evaluate my sexuality and sleep a lot...
"Your body is wonderland"...This is one way of stating you feel good in your body and actually feeling so...My body is a wonderland...The atmosphere definitely helps...

Harmony...

What I want for myself...It turns out that I know but not quite...My role is indefinite at this very minute...But still this was a normal but special day, I felt good being me, with my fears, faults and not knowing where to go...Weird but special, like I were in Barcelona...and all I wanna do is go back...
Shifting moods, it's like I'm an expert in these...Where is the balance? Where is my balance? Outsourcing for it, in the fear that inside is not that resourceful anymore...Stupid fear...
Let me go home...It will all be alright, I'll be home tonight..I'm coming back home...

Make assumptions, if you have forgotten your way...

I cannot believe I have forgotten the genius work of Eliade...and furthermore tones of other things that were and are still inside of me...
So basically I now reach a conclusion after a period of considering I was leading a dry life, but still not fighting to do domething about it...It's other people inspiring me that I am not able to capture and the emptyness inside me that stops me transmitting to the others what I am...It is this assumption that makes me finally say...inspiration, what a divine gift that could restore me right now...
Eliade says that inspiration is the state of understanding...For I assume that if I reach my level of calmness and patience within myself and those around me I would for sure understand what is going on, and find inspiration...Is this the way?
What stops me from being calm and patient with myself?It might be that I am not happy...This might be it, but what I just said about myself is really sad...Let me say it again: my not being happy, makes me so ill inside that I cannot reach that point of understading that allows me to inspire and be inspired...
I'm getting to the point where i see the sources of my unhappiness...I need things that I used to
think I had unlimited resources in me...Not nourturing them and realizing their actual value for me got me to where I am now...in this situation that is maybe even worst than I believe, or maybe even simpler, but the thing is that I just cannot put a finger on it for sure...I lack something...How will I deal without feeling that in me?