Real vs virtual existence

I don` t want to provoke hate. I don`t want to provoke anything, no feelings.
But am I real or I am just a name, an image…? An image of nobody.

If there will be a global amnesia…everybody will forget I exist.
Like in that movie- your existence is denied. Our traces will disappear completely centuries from now. But as long as someone is thinking that I existed – my existence can not be denied.
I EXIST – "Cogito, ergo sum" in English "I think, therefore I am", transposed in

Think about my existence, therefore my existence can not be denied.

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Comment: messenger philosophy-see picture ;)

Masks

What is a mask?

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Except the ones that you see in a theater, except the ones that you wear for Halloween...

masks tend to be like a double skin for the face, a sort of drawing to improve a person`s image. And I would add here-personal improvement. Because sometimes a mask can inspire to pity.
One can put a fake smile on its face, can unleash a rain of tears, can play an entire match of words and can look like an entire art gallery…just to focus the other`s attention on a specific subject.

But you know what is funny about a mask? It hardly brakes. Like a bad habit- you enjoy it, even if it`s bad and once you get it , it sticks to the skin and becomes one with someone true self.

How many masks can a person have?
Many! Or none…

I think it`s hard our days for a person not to have any mask. Even if sometimes is just a transparent veil.
One can wear different masks depending on situations and persons.
What role does Miss T play tonight?
The mask it`s a way of protection.
Gossip: “You know that Mr. V dropped his mask the other day in front of his friends?!”
“You know that Mrs. D seems very kind and likable towards him .The other day, she dropped a small comment that she dislike his manners, but his money suit her . Imagine the poor girl!” Laughs.

Most of people tend to leave in their inner intimacy all the masks aside from the world. Natural with bruises and scars, dark rings, shining eyes and Vesuvian energy. A natural true beauty!

But sometimes the masks fallow us even in intimacy, like a shadow, like the ghost moving in the mirror.
It`s when we start to lie to ourselves.
It`s when the mask is no longueur a mask. It`s…you!

Car Wash

Whenever you want to wash your car ...cheeeeeeeppp and natural ...

see : this is the perfect solution!

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Of course, I do not guarantee that you can take your car out of the river without any help, but you never know Mr. Musculo.
And I insure you that there was no accident before this picture! The guy actually wanted to wash his car into the river and got stuck!

Any other bright ideas?

Away from pain

I slept days and nights hoping the dreams
Would keep me far a way from tears and pain
Bedclothes became my skin, captured my odor
Caress my agony and whispered songs of sackbut

I was away; trembled in the haze, dance in the sky and clouds
I’ve spoke the language that I never know
Of angels, elfs, sirens or ghosts


The wind tickled my body hugging me
The beam of sun was waterfall for me


My flight was a discovery
I was the bird that surrounded the whole world.
Sometimes I felt like something was calling me
From far a way…from something named

„ Reality”
„ I won’t come!” … I can’t breath

My lips are dried, I drown with dreams….
The fever conquered my insanity
There is no dream; I scratch the splinters of my skin

I’m enfold in the shroud of despair
I woke up – the wind, the sky, the sun, are still there
My pain is like a drug injected in my veins.

I am my own prison

I am my own goddess and I am my own temple.

I am my own prison.

The one to which I withdraw to relax, to find my peace- the same shell that means family and worm- for me has became my prison. I`ve let the days and the hours pass by- waiting for the day I`ll be free again.

Does it sound familiar?

Our own personality it`s so detailed and complicated, we are blessed with so wonderful mnemonistic skills, that in a life time one can embrace all great philosophical ideas of all times just by pushing its own brain thinking from a side to another, without involving any concrete contact with any other alive human being.
We all tend to serve different causes in this life with the unconscious hope that one day it will be reflexible on us. US!
So, all the things in this world are spinning around one single concept- my own being- ME!

So why from the day I am born till the day I die – I will involve in actions and take back-ways that tend to embellish the situation, but do not offer a joyful support to my own being?

Why would I please only the goods and the people around me – if me I`m leaving aside my own person- like a rusted piece of metal in the dessert hopping that those gods or those people will find me …

One Day ?

Why?

If any single word I pronounce and every single movement I make it`s for myself and no one else.
Why it`s so hard to recognise that we are all self centred and that in every action we take it is a hidden subconscious selfishness?

Because we are not ONE- we are MANY. We leave in a so called society – that involves other human beings similar to us. And by the only fact that we carry the same genes – we plead for unity and community. We give so much of our energy in the action of weaving this tissue of community – but we tend to forget that if one thread is putrid, not even as longueur as a life time – the tissue will perish, melting every chemical substance in the stomach of our planet.

I am one thread! You are one thread! He is one thread!

The tissue will perish anyhow- but at least if I worship my own being and if I serve good enough at my own temple I won`t have to deal with the accusations of unity crime.