Here I am. It is a wonderful, bright, shiny new day. This morning it is cloudy and a little cold for summer. But it is bright and cool, and birds are singing and their songs ring metallic within the clean atmosphere. Life seems to be in its first day...
And thinking a little, every day is a new one and we can think it is our first day alive. Because, what is the past? Can we go back? Should we be somehow impeded by it ? And future, where is it? We are all the time planning to do or regretting or apraising what we DID, but forget DOING. And DOING is the only real thing. So, as I write this, I will go on leaving this computer and going with LIFE! Drinking it in big gulps, getting drunk with it, because RIGHT NOW I AM....
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Friday, July 16, 2004
CLOUD PEOPLE
CLOUD PEOPLE
Why Cloud People? My granparents told me so. My country, my land, is always full of those wonderful life giving clouds. I enjoy viewing them, listening to their passing through my emerald forests, telling me stories about my past and my future...I want you to teach you to understand that language...
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