Life … do we live on an established track? Rails of expectations of society, family. A mold. There is no room for growth.
If we were taking a ride on a train and would be looking out of the window – would there be a longing for more and more of what we see through that window and it’s all so tempting …. Such a house, terrace, such car in front of the house …. Appearance.
Mask or a peel? Is the exterior all that matters? The cellophane is essentially transparent. Our eyes speak … shiny or misty look in our eyes, always speaks the truth.
When looking at the lights in blocks and houses, I wonder whether the people who live there are happy?
Therefore, I wonder: how are you? And no, what/who are you.
I don’t wonder about the direction of your days or wishes… But, where are your decisions and actions of every ACTUALLY day taking you?
……………… LiLi SoRuM, March 2o14
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