12/9:... when I think about the force(s) of life ... what comes to mind ... first, let's be kind, life together is not always easy, just try to keep it simple ... second, well, you know the refrain, when I walk with pain, just make the effort(s) to look at the gain(s), both in terms of exercise and vision(s) ... in other word(s), embrace outdoor space(s) ... and third, make no mistake, getting old means that I suffer, not only from the cold, or the pain, but also from the limit(s) in my brain ... to understand the situation(s) and deal with complication(s) ... I look around, listen to the sound, feel my feet on the ground, and then ... well, dilemma(s) are part of life ... the force(s) of life ... just draw a line. observe the theatre of life, and everything will be fine ... money issue(s), children affair(s! what tool(s) to use ... I sing my song and go along ... face reality, just follow the crowd ...
18/9: ... to adapt to the order of life, a certain level of conformance is necessary ,... in other word(s), follow the crowd ... but, of course, judge the situation(s), dilemma(s) are part of the theatre of life ... to explain the choice(s) in such situation(s) is important ... as a way of self-defense ... to guard against criticism and reproach ... and prevent that the theatre of life becomes a theatre of violence ... in other word(s), select your action(s) with care ... and make the effort(s) to share ... reflect on the possible effect(s) ... safety first, prevent damage(s) ... and, indeed, what can I say, live your life day by day, adapt to the order of life ... work, school, institution(s), money issue(s), children, they are all here to stay ,.. so what about stress, anxiety ... remember, fear is a gift ... find your posture, breathe and throw some word(s) ... the magic of writing ... if only to show, that you can go with the flow ... use your voice, and make some noise ...
20/9:... late in the evening, there is still the pressure of time, with no particular reason ,.. why not take a rest, how difficult it is to do nothing, and just have a zen state of mind ... forget the todo list ... mere illusion(s) ... the idea of a perfect life, in search of fame, with the risk of loosing the flame ... the inspiration(s), and motivation(s) to work ... why try to act smart, what is the fun of art ... the art of balance ... upside-down ... in search of the performance trance ... a matter of chance, and perseverance, that is discipline ... in other word(s), a fight against the force(s) of life ... like it or not ... walk the talk, with pain as a guide ... upside-down ... play with gravity, in search of balance ... take a breath, reflect, and observe the effect(s) ...in case of failure, try again ... it is a game of chance ... no-mind ... all I can say ... repeat, and repeat ... day by day ... what can go wrong, just sing your song ...
26/9:... yesterday, a long city walk, for a media event, about food and life style(s), we had a brief look, and then sit at the waterfront, a long talk, and a view of the moon, almost romantic, away from home, away from the children, a moment of rest, with something to eat ... moon-cake ... to celebrate the moon-festival, in a ritual way, taking the opportunity to say what we had to say ... a conversation ... away from our screen(s), a moment of rest, indeed, away from the busy crowd, and then back to the city, for something to eat, back to life, as in the past, a memory game, and again we talk, and look at the face(s), listen to the noise, and, of course, it is not about the food, but our mood, our history, together in our bubble, for a long time ... after our talk, I have to walk back, navigate the city crowd, with an eye for balance, well, life goes on, back on track, what can I say, tomorrow is another day ...
30/9:... ironically, just when I wanted to write, my remarkable was out of power ... and that is just how I felt my self. in search for idea(s) and word(s) to write .. in doubt what to say today ... but, of course, the key word(s) are there ... communication, conversation(s) and, indeed, the question(s) ... can I walk the talk ... feel my hand(s) in the magic of writing ... to reach out, and touch the deeper part(s) of my self ... the invisible man ... in search of vision and balance .. in other word(s), rebel go for it ... but again, what ... what are my goal(s), my intention(s), my expectation(s)... just to move my hand(s) is not enough ... brain control ... to grasp the reality of life ... my life, with children, money issue(s), and, not to forget, identity ... who am I, and who are you ... look at the face(s), and read my thought(s) ... just wait and listen, and find your inspiration(s) ... reflect on my word(s), and who knows, I might inspire you, or my self ... I wait for your answer, and listen to your voice, just be kind and put the right image in my mind ... no blame, just the flame(s), judge for yourself ...
2/10:... again, I sit in my home corner and try to find the focus to write ... just throw some word(s), write a bit, for the fun of it ... but in reality, it seems more like a moral code, the obligation(s) to work, and be productive, a quest for self-esteem, an effort to maintain a craft ... but, I must ask my self ... my goal(s), what do I expect ... in other word(s), I can write, and reflect, but to what effect ... will I be happy or is it just another game, to relieve the stress and forget the pain ... and, indeed, to exercise the brain ... I play with word(s), and listen to the sound(s), go out for a walk, to feel the ground, and look around, adapt my vision, and embrace the space, back home I look in the mirror at my face, and smile ... eat with the children, and talk a bit, indeed, for the fun of it ... but of course there is more ... I use my voice, and make some noise, just to show that I can go with the flow, face reality, look dilemma(s) in the eye ... and smile ...