words create worlds
Valentine’s Day has an equivalent in Romania and it’s called Dragobete’s Day. It’s celebrated today, February 24th. Legend says that Dragobete was the very kind and loving son of a woman called Dochia. This old woman was in charge of the passage of winter towards spring. Some sources state that due to his special kindness,
I couldn’t ignore that second passing, a second meeting on that boulevard I so rarely walked on nowadays. Its asphalt was imprinted with my adolescence – there laid buried a part of me, the one who walked it daily during the four years of my high school classes. But now, so many years later, on this boulevard, meeting him twice in the past 30 minutes, again coming from opposite directions…
It’s not about controlling the thoughts that appear in our mind. It’s about watching them and their effects on our mood. Becoming attached to anything is a choice, a conscious one. But, we so rarely are truly conscious of what is happening in and not to our body. Every word has its own frequency. Its
It’s not just sad to see the great American people divided into two halves. No president will make the people great again, because the truth lies deep beyond the power of demagogy. Not any such speech becomes reality unless is made reality by the people, not by one person or one party. How naïve can we afford to be, still? And for how long? Don’t worry, in the next few years we will see the humanoid AI taking care of us. And then… we won’t have to worry anymore.
A swing between the colors of the night and dawn of hearts
(A twist of past through chambers of the mind)
Worlds of Words 