Saturday, August 17, 2013

A Thing is never seen as it really is*

*Quote by Josef Albers

Have you ever had strawberry and grape fruit juice? It's not very good, but mom makes it for the guests sometimes. She says it's good but I can't see it that way. It's unbelievable how others don't see the things you see so clearly.
My brother thinks it's funny I laugh while watching the Mentalist, because it's a crime show and what is there to laugh at? But he doesn't see it the way I do, and that makes all the difference, doesn't it?
I also laugh out loud while reading, I know that a lot of people do that. Don't look at me like I'm crazy.


It's funny how we live pretending, we pretend we don't know about something waiting for someone to officially tell us, we pretend we didn't see someone do something and we treat them as if we didn't see it though we know something inside of us changed. 
I don't know if our pretend is out of decency, respect, our hope that they would overlook a few things or is it just deceit and how we got used to leaving things aside and avoiding confrontation.


Is the world falling apart? 

Thursday, August 8, 2013


I want to sit beside a stranger and say 'Tell me, I'm here.'
I want to give someone the comfort of being heard, of unloading, of even if everyone around them heard them going on and on about something, I want to be the one they tell that story to from the beginning, someone who doesn't have a preformed idea. About the stranger, about their friends, about their life, about anything else. I would sit, listen. And after they've drained their heart out, I'd sit. They wouldn't expect a reply. We'd watch people passing by. Taking turns in releasing our sighs. Knowing that at least a few sighs were less loaded because of me.
I'd never have the guts to do it. So I can only imagine it in words.

Maybe we need a campaign that says 'unload your heart for free'. I'd sit at that booth.