Isolation

The action of each person is not judged by what someone forces him to do, but by what he does in his free time. Managing our loneliness is our net worth. Isolation...loneliness...always work as revelations, whether we chose it ourselves, or whether it arose. And we are always called to fight a strong battle to stand up and remain unchanged. A battle against the strongest temptations, which find the right opportunity to break through the half-open door of our soul.

Dream breakout

Our lives are all built on dreams. The everyday, the small - the big, the unique. The dream. Life's greatest means of travel, made of the most durable material. The thought. But something is missing for the dream to move. The power source. The toughest... The most inexhaustible... Faith. That's why he believed in the dream. In every dream. It's not worth keeping it locked. Your desires have more power than those who keep them imprisoned.

Oblivion

How many times haven't we heard about characters that don't fit. For "discords of character" Between lovers - between relatives - between friends.... Discords between children and adults - teachers and students - poor and rich - believers and non-believers..... I don't know how much our characters disagree, but surely these characters we play out there...they don't have that much character. One could say that after a few years of our birth, we get a script in our hands and even by random choice. Where did those elements really go that contributed to our first material and mental existence...? Every time I realize a mistake I made in the past, I ask myself, what mistake am I doing in the present... Again I ask myself.. do I remember all the mistakes of the past? And what makes me want to look into the past since nothing about my character resembles him anymore. Are the mistakes that ultimately have to be made, the ones that make me look back? Am I just trying to stay alive?

Sense Of Reality

I know.....It's hard for a dreamer to learn to keep his feet on the ground and not fly in the clouds. Be realistic. Although many times it is not our imagination that is affected, but the absolute awareness of reality. As, in order to fly high you must first clear the ground by pushing it hard. It's not the view that makes us want to leave. It is not the denial of contact with every earthly element. Neither is the reality that differs from place to place. Is reality deliberately changed from person to person... or is it the person who changes it? After all, our senses define any reality and it is the senses that differ. No matter if they think we're crazy... At least, even though we're flying in the clouds far away, we know exactly where we'll land again.

Love's Theme

About love... The ultimate relationship between two worlds. Different worlds, which through attraction have a reason for individual existence but also for co-existence. Attraction means travel...It means change. The transition with boldness, so that another life can be born. The destination to...love. A love always special. A love always strong. Without love, you don't live, You don't pass the gates, nor the peaks you seek... but without love, you never fight. Love wants the companionship to bear fruit. He wants love to yield work - work. He wants love to keep a friendship. All creation wants love, to receive light.

"Fleeting In Infinity"

Fleeting in the infinite... Maybe I won't have to pass through here again... Everything seems to belong to another place, do you feel it? in another world. All over the universe scattered, in the void, or in the air... and all together as one. It is as if the prison of time ceases to exist for us. Because in the vastness that we know and define our lives, the second there as if traveling continuously will grow... and grow. Perhaps, this ship never left us. It may have been lost on the horizon where our eyes determine the end and yet, we found the ship itself again in front of us. After I looked at your face, everything now lives from your form, and like lightning I was reborn - I found myself again, from the spark of your hand. Maybe I won't have to start over here. Since this life is enough for me, infinite lives to live.