Finally back to Today...
Some things we just have to let them run through our lifetimes, run us over and run away after the impact…And then the rain will stop, the skies will clear and we will suddenly find ourselves riding a rainbow sprinkled with the dew drops of our dreams…
In the business of Today few philosophical thoughts occurred to me…not all of them are fit for the open air. But some did make me smile to myself. Not because they were funny, but funny was how I reacted to them…amazing how free and easy we can be when we are alone. How we don’t care how we look, what our words say, where our thoughts go…that made me think of just how sincere we are in our everyday’s? How open and how honest we are with ourselves?.. How we differ from that when merged into human multitudes, when we are in awareness of being watched...I found that sometimes I enjoy this solitary freedom. That I like it when I don’t have to choose the words I say, that I do not stop myself in the mid-way of thinking impious thoughts. Intoxication from the liberty of being naked to the raw core and not having to cover up indecency with illusions…I smile at me for my lateness in understanding certain things about myself. I've created an image undisguised. A well balanced candid mask. That doesn’t have to be a perfect one. When I wear it…I love myself…
In our eyes we are only the ones whom we choose to be. Nothing wrong with being a chameleon changing skin color to match the world of our emotions. White for the anger, red for embarrassment, black for the envy, green for jealousy, grey for sadness …and when we happy…we are a multicoloured palette, rich in life, generous in sharing, interesting for the others. It happened that sometimes we choose to go monochrome. The secret is in not letting others to pick your shade for you. No one else has the right to paint you blue…or green…or grey…so when you decide to wear one or the other of negative colors, do not blame others for your choice. I believe that it is ok to be on a darker side of the palette sometimes. That sometimes the happy colors look misplaced on you. The colour of your choice should be the colour of your eyes reflecting your thought in any taken moment. It should never be picked to match the color of the eyes looking at you.
I’ve read what I just wrote, that raised my brow. I seemed to have said all I wanted to say, but it sounds not exactly material. Logical, yet making little sense. For once I simply let me put my Love-Me-Mask and have recorded what she inspired me to say. Perhaps, a secret of self-confidence lies in being able to stand a naked self in front of the mirror of somebody else’s judgement.
Some things we just have to let them run through our lifetimes, run us over and run away after the impact…And then the rain will stop, the skies will clear and we will suddenly find ourselves riding a rainbow sprinkled with the dew drops of our dreams…
In the business of Today few philosophical thoughts occurred to me…not all of them are fit for the open air. But some did make me smile to myself. Not because they were funny, but funny was how I reacted to them…amazing how free and easy we can be when we are alone. How we don’t care how we look, what our words say, where our thoughts go…that made me think of just how sincere we are in our everyday’s? How open and how honest we are with ourselves?.. How we differ from that when merged into human multitudes, when we are in awareness of being watched...I found that sometimes I enjoy this solitary freedom. That I like it when I don’t have to choose the words I say, that I do not stop myself in the mid-way of thinking impious thoughts. Intoxication from the liberty of being naked to the raw core and not having to cover up indecency with illusions…I smile at me for my lateness in understanding certain things about myself. I've created an image undisguised. A well balanced candid mask. That doesn’t have to be a perfect one. When I wear it…I love myself…
In our eyes we are only the ones whom we choose to be. Nothing wrong with being a chameleon changing skin color to match the world of our emotions. White for the anger, red for embarrassment, black for the envy, green for jealousy, grey for sadness …and when we happy…we are a multicoloured palette, rich in life, generous in sharing, interesting for the others. It happened that sometimes we choose to go monochrome. The secret is in not letting others to pick your shade for you. No one else has the right to paint you blue…or green…or grey…so when you decide to wear one or the other of negative colors, do not blame others for your choice. I believe that it is ok to be on a darker side of the palette sometimes. That sometimes the happy colors look misplaced on you. The colour of your choice should be the colour of your eyes reflecting your thought in any taken moment. It should never be picked to match the color of the eyes looking at you.
I’ve read what I just wrote, that raised my brow. I seemed to have said all I wanted to say, but it sounds not exactly material. Logical, yet making little sense. For once I simply let me put my Love-Me-Mask and have recorded what she inspired me to say. Perhaps, a secret of self-confidence lies in being able to stand a naked self in front of the mirror of somebody else’s judgement.