clouds above

Autumn

Everything dies... nothing is for ever! Never say never, never say for ever...

Seasons, human beings, even feelings have the same path... all those have a childhood, they grow, become adults (their apogee) and then they get tired and, finally, die. Sad? Yes, you bet it is...

It's autumn, it's the season when all nature dies, but it dies performing a last show, showing us it's splendor... entertaining us with it's death!

Adi Despot

playground

We use, enjoy things or even people around us... things are all well when they are happy, healthy, smiley, optimist......... but when they start to brake we turn around like nothing ever happened, and walk away... and let them rot inside out, alone, without support...

Just like this swinging horse, sad, lonely, in an abandoned parc...

We are all alone in this world (too few people that we can really rely on)... or maybe it's just my pessimistic point of view...

a grey walk

Where are you? I am looking in every corner for you… but there is nothing there… nothing much left there (and here) to remind me of you, anyway.
Too little things remind me of you. Is that good? Is that bad? I can’t really tell… it could be good if I would like to forget u; but do I want that? Obviously not (since I am still looking).


I don’t understand why do we, people, tend to complicate our lives? We do everything we can to make it more and more dramatic, complicated, juicy and foggy. We don’t do it consciously, but we do have a thing for drama… we like to have a life full of events, like a soap-opera.
And I ask u: for what? To be able to say, later on, that we really lived?


Who knows? Maybe… People say that one did not live if he didn’t hurt, suffer…


I agree with the fact that one can’t really know what happiness really is until he didn’t suffer; because if he didn’t, then he would only think that happiness is a fact, a human right or something…


Any side u turn it to, we are strange beings.
And our life is just a road, a grey walk, where, from time to time, we step in something colored, we bump into something with more color then we thought it could exist……… And I finnish this by wishing u to meet all the colours of the world, and for your life not to be grey (anymore)………

Green

Friendship is a blessing... it can get you out of difficult times, it can even save you from depresion and other "grey" thoughts... it can put a real smile on your lips, it can make your heart smile. And how? just by knowing that there is someone who thinks of you? Yes... knowing that someone will be there for you in happy times, but also when you are havin difficulties understandin things around u (even life)... just by knowing that there is someone who understands you, and doesn't just judge you...

But sometimes it can get suffocating inside... it can "stick" to you untill you will suffocate. How can that be? Ironic, isn't it?!? Something that good can become something that destructive... sometimes we have to know when to stop, when to let the "tree" breath...

Thank you! (my friend, my only true friend!)
I dedicate this photo to you... (though it isn't too much, I hope you like it...)

copper

Sometimes we meet someone, or we see something, and we are sure we know exactly who/how that person/thing is... but we usualy tend to put more into that than it really is... we tend to see what we want in things, and not what there really is...

Are those leafs, are they made of copper? yes... how come? why? because I want it to be like that... If we believe something strong enough it can come true...... (can it?) Yes it can... but only for those who believe it (or better yet, who lie to themselves)...

People try to be (or pretend to be) someone else every day... why can't we just be ourselves without being judged by "society" and other people pretending to be what they are not?
I'm tired of the "society-me"... I want to be myself... now!

thoughts

life is hard... u need to look really good, in every corner and seek for the right place to grow... and u think u found just the right one and open that door and step in the big world with your head up... untill one day u realise that the door u opened, the hole u found and sneaked through, is not all that good... what do u do then? u go back and start fresh? start from zero again?

but can u do that? are u strong enough?

am I???

hope

rising from the dark... hoping it can reach the light, but it's roots won't let it go too far...

music for your heart

it saved me from a long long night of silence... when I was down it brought me back up, 'cause music can save a lonely soul... alone and far away from anyone who could actually make me feel better, it made it and sang me untill I fell asleep with my mind in peace...

ciupercute...

nostalgie de toamna