czwartek, 5 listopada 2009



'So we go inside and we gravely read the stones + All those people all those lives + Where are they now? + With their loves and hates + and passions just like mine + They were born and then they lived and then they died + It seems so unfair + I want to cry'

4 komentarze:

dorot.ka pisze...

zdecydowanie rewelacyjne. wszystkie! (wreszcie mam net!!)

Dedallina pisze...

zecydowanie dziękuję :)

Mike pisze...

Life is a cycle of the soul... is just the way to find the eternity. To die is to leave your body on earth and liberate your soul forever. Don`t cry for the ones have gone, feel happy they have finally rest and find their own eternity.

Dedallina pisze...

mIke - this is not my text of course (all texts in '...' are quotes) and for me it doesn't necessarily mean that it's sad that those people have died, but maybe rather that human life is so short and meaningless is hard to bear!
Nothing stays after we are gone, well, maybe for a few years (decades when we are happy enough) someone will remember us and our passions, but then everything that was SO important for us dissapears, can't be seen by anybody else anymore...
Of course it is a bit different when You are an artist, a poet, a painter or a scientist, but even then only a little bit of the real YOU stays here among living...