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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 ...
17/10:... just back from our trip, I ask myself, is there a magic of writing, or is it just another illusion ... during our stay, I did write a bit, not for the fun of it, but to find relief from the stress, the ups and downs of tension, the dance(s) of anger, due to exhaustion, fear for the future, and, for myself, the effort(s) it took to follow my family on our walk(s), in a city full of noise, outdoor in the nearby forest, and when climbing the stairs of the big church ... taking pain as my guide, to strumble along, step by step ,.. with an occasional squat, a deep breath and attention to my posture ... aware of my limit(s), but with the discipline of a fighter, a warrior of life .. indeed, these are word(s) .. but what is the life of an intellectual without word(s) that set the theme(s) ... focus, and find the power to walk the talk, sing my song, and go along.... listen to the noise, and use my voice ... as a signal to my brain, to accept the pain. so, please, don't complain ...
21/10: ... writing, is it a matter of discipline, or inspiration(s) ... one might even look at it as a form of therapy ... in other word(s), as a craft to develop the power to deal with the issue(s) of life ... face reality ... a guide, to cope with dilemma(s), the pressure of time ... an intellectual tool to relieve stress and bring order in the affair(s) of life, the struggle for identity and purpose ... what are your goal(s) ,.. knowledge, power, satisfaction ... well, my advice is clear, take the time to reflect, have a look at the theatre of life ... and then, what do you expect ... so don't complain, and accept the pain ... take a walk and talk ... indeed, it is the old refrain scribble, scratch, as a habit ,.. write a bit, just for the fun of it ... but you know the source ... silence ... wait, listen to the sound(s) ... silence, the music of solitude ... take a breath and find the power line... throw some word(s), and everything will be fine ... the theatre of life ... smile, look, rebel -- go for it ...
26/10: ... still in search of balance ... somewhat lost in the invisible game, the power(s) of attraction ... looking for attention on social media and facebook ... stupid trap(s), victim of the order of life ... follow the crowd, the moral code ... walk the talk and give it a try ... dawn scene scape fox us boxing ... grab the silence ... smile, look for vision(s) .. the theatre of life ... illusion(s), get lost in the maze of your dream(s) ... but remember, life goes on, step by step ... look, observe the pattern(s), and reflect on your attitude ... take a breath, and develop your plan(s) ... your target(s) and goal(s) ... your mission(s)... but accept your limit(s) ... play chicken ... and observe the system, the order of life ... school, work ... find the power to create, scribble a bit, for the fun of it, make it a habit, and find a way to play, life is a game of chance, so take my advice, please be nice ... indeed, I need a stroke of luck, so what can I say, for my self-esteem I need to play ... to show that I can go with the flow ... tomorrow and today ...
30/10:... a life of solitude, what can I say, it is just another day ... and I ask my self, why do I read so slow ... the magic mountain ... is it the book, or is it my brain ... it is a story about health, love and pain ... indeed, I feel a bit lost, and I ask my self, what do I gain when I write ..: about pain, my walk(s) in the rain ... in other word(s), the old refrain, what is the magic of writing ... take a pencil and scribble some word(s), I barely scratch the surface ... I sit in my corner and think about my life.... I listen to the sound(s) of music, party time ... it is late in the evening ... city noise ... what can I say, it is just another day ... a busy mind, image(s) of my career(s), children, domestic life, with conflict(s), and dance(s) of anger ... and in doubt, what to do ... I look at the sky and ask myself why ... life is not a joke, that is why I smoke ... I feel the power of attraction(s), but do not know what to do ... so I try to sing my song(s) and go along, in search of the flame, to avoid the blame ... and go with the flow ... a strategy of silence ...
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