About reconstructing the creative authority of life. Is freedom or trust required? How do you live lightly without being superficial?
I constantly ask myself many questions about some topics. I like to talk about the universe because it is strange and wonderful. I am fascinated by the nature of scientific theories, and I want to know if they had a beginning and if they will have an end: Space-time and light. Among other ideas, for the rest of my life, I'll talk about fashion from the person and not from the dress, beauty, art, aesthetics, and music, for example. I hope to understand the human origin and want to chase my insatiably search for something of meaning, the being, and the reason.
Actually, behind everything could be so deep that perhaps a slight superficiality comes in handy these days. Superficiality is the way of taking things as they come and how they are. Reacting instinctively and receiving the good and bad things indistinctly, with humor and authenticity, or instead, outwit that.
I don't know if usually, most people see life with regret or seriousness. Although I see unhappiness everywhere and around that, it seems that way. For this reason, perhaps it is better to resort to lightness. Lightness is when you are so immersed and soaked in something that it can be carried high, not depending on the consequence being positive or not, but just being.
Went something is wrong, not necessarily everything goes wrong. Life usually does not end, and when if it ends because of my impulse and decision? Well, that ends, and it becomes simple as death. There were no more days, although planning them could be the meaning or part of the best things in life. All problems are the same, and I want to solve them. For all of them, I run, call, and after anyone, I continue. Everything here turns and begins again; if it does not start, it is that it was the end, and hopefully, at least one of them will have had fun.
It doesn't bother me that it's temporary and encourages me to create.
Since I can remember, I have constantly lived between the offense and the sophisticated art of living, a seemingly unjustified search and passion but a response to something greater. My work and go against the current, that I am stubborn when it comes to my ideas, carry them out, and make my own mistakes instead of listening to those who tell me I am wrong.
It cannot be worth suppressing the thought to avoid a decisive blow, nor loving, just thinking of superficial beauty or pleasure; why should one repeat the exact words of others, follow in their footsteps, and fulfill their desires?
I don't want to spend my time here practically inside a tombstone with a date and know that everything ends there, but until now I decided to show what I think and what I am capable of doing. I don't think my attitude ever borders on the vulgar, but on life.
Who would not want their ideas to hit the mark? If that is the triumph.
It's like a beautiful world to me, "Wonder Planet Earth" I'm having fun.
I have failed; we all die; the one who says it does not fail is considered perfect. Our humanity is wandering, the most intelligent still have limited intelligence, and the most considerable existence is still tiny compared to the environment. We are all replaceable, but I insist that it is like a beautiful world, and you must have fun.
Habitually, people follow society's rules, and with fear, they decide to live under God's rules, to save themselves and win his love, and the state's rules to achieve stability and not be embarrassed. It seems like not thinking and complying without questioning or knowing. I don't believe in many things, but I think of life as sacred, humanity and its infinite possibilities of feeling, truth, science and mathematics, answers, and calculations.
Sometimes the opportunity for stability is lost, but the chance to dream is here, and I always select to add the dream.
Daydreaming. In that moment you can be free with your fantasies and your thoughts. Dreaming is not difficult and you can´t be greedy with dreams.
Dreams must be great if you are an excellent dreamer who builds quality dreams because, without quality, it is a nightmare. A broad view of what is going on around helps.
Why would dreams be taken from people?
If dreams are distant, you have nothing yet, and it is fortunate to be able to try them without there being anything to lose. Sometimes the idea is in front of everyone.
There are things that I cannot tell anyone because people criticize not only one opinion but other lives, and the language can be pretty cruel. I have myself as a reference in those cases, but I'm okay with it.
They will say, how would someone post something like that? But I always made difficult decisions, and I have never tried to convince myself; I am convinced to destroy the scheme.
Strong images make people think and understand things even before articulating them. That is a great power. I know that the work I am doing is work for the future.
As long as my father lives, I would like to ask him questions, I don't know if there are many, but I do know him better. One should know his parents.
Dad knows so many things, he guides enormous numbers of workers, and he does it with the most gentle treatment, and then he surely knows excellent stories, and each one of them has its gift for the knowledge of the people. It has been a light, especially in my first 21 years—a happy childhood. As a child, they bought me cute, clean-cut, sophisticated dresses. Never a family with money, but loving and hardworking parents with great taste. Dad shook my hand, and I turned and turned.
The best thing about good memories is that no one can remove them from their place, and loving them does not imply aspiring to return to them. Growth and new enthusiasm, aspiring to a power that lasts, although that is rarely part of the natural flow of events.
A deep presence. A truth. We sweeten things up, and we say there was no extra budget when in reality, there was never any budget. Someone was telling me the truth, how much I like it now.
How could I not like flowers so much? They were what I had.
Now I film and take pictures of everything, and it's my way of remembering: the flowers, the beauty, the people.
Good people, each one can take me to a new world. I have already gone to a hundred different worlds through points of view.
-It bothers me that you didn't explain it to me.
-I never explained it to you because it was simple.
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