петък, 26 февруари 2010 г.

Lifestyle

Lifestyle


An experience like no other. Being born. Everybody understands the essence of it. It's just a miracle in life. Happening every day and I still don't believe it can be real. But it is, as real as me and every other person on the planet.
After being born - growing up. Wisely and freely. Finding different aspects of life intriguing and becoming more and more acquainted with what reality means. Being small, growing up. Another miracle in life. Getting through different adventures, meeting different people on the move. Becoming bigger and stronger. Getting to know what life is all about.
Life. Living and dreaming about new realities. Taking time to create many things. Sharing. Fighting with what society puts as an obsticle. Moving ahead. Getting older and all things are different. Thinking more about future. The past plays an essential part of mind solutions as well. Traveling, playing games, watching TV. Life is what matters.
Being old. Having children and grandchildren. Giving advice. Being respected. Knowing many things and how exactly their nature is set. Understanding the pattern of life. Ending up the miracle.

My Story

Reality


Today is a good day. I think better than yesterday. My mind's selective. And active until the end of time. I have been thinking about life lately. Life's good. Life's wonderful. Life's full of mistery and wisdom. Life's exceptional.
Me myself. I like it. Going through some changes. Reflecting some past events. Sparkling like a rainbow on the sky. Beautiful words coming. My speech is endless.
Take time to think about it. Important step in life is becoming big. And strong enough to overcome difficulties. It is inevitable. Like the story of a boy in the sea. The big men take him with them on the boat. Then go deep in the sea. They have a small canoe attached to the boat and let the boy in the canoe. Then they leave him for twenty four hours alone. So, he should grow up for these hours alone in the sea. He should become a man, no longer a boy. After that, the next day, they return to see what happened. If the ritual is successful and he's grown up. But the difference is invisible. So as real things in life.
I was thinking that I grow up slowly and not in one day. But my canoe passed already through the waves and they played with it like a toy. I still remember contemplating upon the horizon. And my men returned on time.
Anyway, i decide for my future. It's my biggest challenge. I stand for myself. Like a tree on the hill. There's wind and I feel it. But I stand firmly. My roots are deep. I can handle many things happening to me. I am eternal and my story will be remembered.