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Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Unleash the inner Artist...

So..

it's time, no more kaka poopoo mister nice guy, watch the lines, keep inside, sit down and wait kind a shell of a man. it's time to stand up and out, with no audience, with no need of acceptance, with no desire to be approved, just you, just me, just myself expressing my being for the sheer pleasure of self awareness thru art and music.

what's the point to do things for the respect of other, do we live for acceptance? do we do the things we do for appreciation from a follow man? can we enjoy our own doings for only us to see? is there a point to keep secretes? your best work yet? your master piece? collecting dust in the basement...

why am I here? why cant I stop doing those things that I call mine? if I take a picture and no one will ever sees it, will I still love it? will I look at it again? or the fact that someone hates it or loves it makes me feel alive?

Powerful question for a late night session.
I am laying on the floor for hours now, listening to Patti smith talking about NY city and the speed of thing that happened in her life, she moves in a mystical way...

I lay down for hours, looking at the ceiling, letting my mind expand on passing words and sounds, I understand that most of the things I do are to please another, my expectation are far beyond realization, I am a dreamer but lately I would love a cup of reality. simplicity, aloneness drives me to enjoy my own company, I should be my best friend, you should too.
Imagine humans happy doing their hearts desire without the need to be approved by another, unaffected by opinions and critics, contant people, moving to the beat of their own hearts, enjoying eachother and themselves for the simple fact of being...

What a day that would be, mmm, maybe I am losing my mind...
Are we afraid to be true to ourselves? what is this crazy social pressure? it changes faster then the seasons, its impossible to keep up, it's a suicidal quest! I'm dropping out, I believe we are capable of being equally strong, passionate and hungry for personal achievement, that we can do it for the pure love of doing, living, letting it out and keep on driving down the road, the path which is personally ours.

I think all this containment is what keeps us losing our minds, having heavy hearts and sick relationships, being nice, what is that all about? why not just being true, for once!

why not?!

Friday, February 12, 2010

Lifting weights on our hearts.


You know, sometimes I wonder why are we here, why we wake up in the morning or after noon or the middle of the night asking ourselves why, why our we here doing the things we do?! have you ever felt like that?

mmm...

I know for sure that I am not as strong as I used to be, actually I don't know anymore about when or where I was stronger or weaker, dose it really matter? dose anyone watch us with a strength meter? checking if we pass the bar, ridicules, everyday is different, everyone is different, life is organic, one day I am high on life and one day I cant even get out of bed!

it's like I am on a weird experiment of the self, going high, going low, learning about myself and letting go, finding god and losing it all again and wake up sad and by the end of the day I feel alive and special, some days take forever and some pass by like minutes, sometimes I wonder why I take so much in when I know nothing here will last, no point on lifting weights on our hearts...no point...we must be easy....we must....many things are going to happen and change and we need to have nothing on us but smiles and lightness...

I tell you, living alone far from home is amazing, scary and full with emotional rollercostars, I will never change a thing about my choices in the past, I will always be able to see the positive side of things, I can feel a shift of personality, my anger is fighting but I am stronger, I have no need for it anymore...

life is a process, a case study if ever you had one, a quest of personal adventure, a river of choices, one drop at a time...

So, don't lift weights over your heart, it is better off as it is..light and pumping free...

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Impact No impact.


'No impact man' is a simple man who woke up one morning and decided to stop pointing the finger at the world and start taking personal actions about ones impact on the environment. 'no impact man' can be anyone, it can be you and it can be me and I do believe most of us do care about our environment and health. it's a personal choice to change ones life and for me it's a crucial choice once one is aware of his surrounding and the simple fact is that we don't have another home planet. this is it and if we don't take care of it we will surly end up in a very very dark

So, who is 'No impact man'? well, his name is Colin Beavan and until a few days ago I had no idea about his existence, with the help of his family, friends and co workers Colin decided to make a documentary titled "No impact man" which will embark on a personal project of clean living and minimizing his impact as much as his possible can.

The film is overwhelming and very real in it's essence, the fact the we barely notice how much waste and energy we use on a daily basis is alarming and the idea to change our way of living is easier said then done. Still, I don't think we have a choice, we must change and wake up to the sound of the universal alarm clock, I know it requires us to give up a few precious forms of comfort but for the sake of the next generation to come, it has to happen.

check Colin's Blog 'No impact Man Blog', it is very honest and it will help you get an idea about your environment and our impact on it. You should also check the film, it's pretty good and it will defiantly make you think about your actions and reactions.

Friday, February 5, 2010

The contrast of my heart.



Right, this is a warning, do not read this, you might find something you might like, so, if you want to join in on a passionate emotional roller costar, then, read.

My heart as of this very moment is broken, smashed, demolished, deformed and colorless.
It is no longer a part of my body, it is dead, it is empty and a complete waste of space in my ever burning chest, I am simply waiting for it to vanish completely before I do. one of us will fade away and the other will follow behind. it's a match made in hell and I am on my way to heaven to meet my maker only to see her from outside the gates, for I never had the key to enter, I never had a chance...

ok, now that I got your attention, let's talk about creative writing.
everything I just wrote is true but no longer applied, I simple closed my eyes and took my memories and emotions to a very dark place of my existence, for a second, I was actually there and indeed, death would be a gift but, lucky for me, I am completely fine at the moment, and so is my heart, I just wanted to share something very personal with you, I also wanted to show you that we are all in a position to remind ourselves of our dark or bright past and powerfully enough we can remember and experience events that happen and are now long gone, we can bring them back and I am sure you are doing this a few times a day, do you remember a painful moment? a blissful one? I know you do.

My point is, you are the master of your mind, the guard of your thoughts, you can swim in old memories until they will cloud your awareness completely, you will live in the past, you will be far away from here and from us, you will be gone in your own little prison of choice or, you can look back from a different perspective and realize that past is past and right here, right now is pretty much all you got, so, why spend any more time on bringing back sadness or happiness if you can create a fresh, real experience right this very moment?

Indeed, a good question is on the table.
My trick is to write, to meditate, to think, to paint, to click on this and that, to talk, to share, to run and hide and eventually pop right back and.....most of all....let go. how will I ever fill my hunger for new experiences if all I do is swim in the past? how will I ever learn if not by looking at the mirror and embrace the awareness of who I am? do you know who you are?

I can spend days writing things that will make you cry and love me or I can spend days writing things that make you love me and cry, what would you like? why do we cry? why do we love? is this a human thing? is this a proof of being alive? dose this bond us or split us apart?

mmm....deep deep I go, deep deep, I come back....

Thursday, February 4, 2010

I think I am a thinker.


So, I am a thinker.
I spend most of my time thinking, many spiritual souls told me ' Adi, you think too much!' which is a basic notion telling me to simply chill out and let things unfold naturally, this is a good advice but I also learned that by thinking I get to where I am and who I have become to be, who I am is what I think.
when you live alone for many years you find yourself thinking, thinking awareness, thinking about what you are thinking and actually taking the time to value and rethink what you think. you find time to dive into though, to see it in it's full spectrum of colors, to actually realize a thought and make it a visible form of existence. there is a saying that goes ' I think, there for I am' and to me that stands for everything I value.
all my choices, all my actions, all my feelings and the awareness of this world and my inner self, all of it started with a thought...and the more I think about it, the more refine my thought process gets and believe it or not, the more alive and aware I become...

so, I think I will continue thinking like that and get deeper and refine it until it will make sense to me and with a little luck I will be able to express myself to you and maybe, just maybe you will get my thoughts and start to trigger your own...

you think?