A day

It was just a day; along with the others... sounds of me and certain sadness; why!

I found my self sitting on the wall, with my nostalgia. Where is a place to call Your own? I keep on moving and at the end missing the last place where I was. What is nostalgia then; is it a memory that we create, a picture captured in my mind; with all of it's colors-sounds-emotions and smells? Is it like going threw an old photo album filled with old sweet memories that somehow are keeping on directing us, making our new decision being made based on what happened before.
This is totally wrong.



Who is behind the wall; how did he got there and why do we build them after all?
What makes us building them; does it make us feel safe? Is it just an illusion? An illusionary world created for us to hide, and from whom are we hiding from? Where is cause to be found?

Do I dare?

Am I just looking for some safety, hidden behind the wall; and sometimes just siting on it, thinking and wondering. Is it wrong? Am I left behind cause of it?


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Nin

After reeding this article; i was forced to think again of my dreams, of a prophecy , of a person from my dream, about all d sensations that were awoken in me after this dreams, where this persona appears; so clearly there must have been a connection between this sensations and dreams.
I do must to believe in what I feel, as hard as it sounds it is now d only way to understanding.
Yesterday i dreamed of a beautiful female, sitting in some extravagant dress, was very colorful; and she was very interesting, strong and something... I was trying to take a photo of her; and she was allowing me to take it, but when I noticed how exhausted she is from all of this fleshing and I decided not to.

The more I observed her I felt closer to her....and after some time I realized she is me. I am her.
She was everything I am, and I wont to be, written with no time and space in between.

Think all of this is about my honestly will to write, and to articulate things that I dont share with no one, or rarely.
This is my to do list, and U r welcome to write Urs as an answer to mine or a wish to share.