The Way to Yourself

If I were a classical music lover, my favorite Clint Mansell and Summer Overture from Requiem for a Dream would be playing under these pictures. My favorite movie. It's about dreams that never come true. About the methods we choose. About the paths that lead to a loss of self, though thought for the good of your future and your loved ones.

Am I on the right path now? Am I on my way to my dream now? Will my loved ones live to see these times?

I don't know, but I have to go. But not to this music. So once again I put a bright color on my skin and turn on the bright light inside my chest. Perhaps it's my heart, perhaps my soul, or perhaps the deephouse in my ears.

Before it gets warmer, and the whole foggy island turns into a cocktail of water with snow instead of ice, I go out and stride to the beat of the music that doesn't let hope die. Hope does indeed die last. Though no. It's just that once hope is lost, there's nothing left to lose. After all, what comes after doesn't carry much meaning or future. Don't lose hope. Never...

The city is dying out like it's a nuclear winter. It's very strange to say this on the current news agenda. Words like bomb, nuclear or war have taken on new colors. No, that's a bad comparison. Such words have brought a real connotation to these meanings. But are they words? No, they are people...

There is little in our power that can be done now. There is almost no strength in our bodies anymore to resist it. But we have also ignored everything that does not directly concern us. As it turns out, it affects everyone. The world is so intertwined that scientists are only now beginning to prove it. The connection of close people 1,000 kilometers away has already been proven. Check out the latest research by physicists. What was esoteric yesterday is now becoming reality.

What's next?

What's next is what's closest. The path to yourself. To understand your dreams, to understand your desires, to understand what is not understood now. And much is not clear. And this on the eve of a new year. 2019-2022 was one "better" than the other. Many will say it for what we do. I'll say it for what we haven't done...

Where I am right now is my choice. Always. Most of the time they are unconscious choices. Apparently my journey is all about coming to awareness. The outside world will resist this the more we get closer to our real goal. Throwing in fake dreams or imaginary difficulties is its job. My job is to find myself. And to do it as quickly as possible...

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