Saturday, January 18, 2014

The path...

The intersections of the winding roads and the deep mountains of this short journey that is life, also runs from within and not just from the outside.
P.RestLessMind x

Fight...

We can suffer,we can fall,we can bleed and in the end we can even say please, but one thing that you and I can't fail, is do what winners even crying and exhausted never fail to do: Fight !
P.RestLessMind x

Appearances...

A great pretender of firm wills and strong convictions, absolutely coherent with his proud inconsistencies.
Not me, not you ... only the image of us.
P.RestLessMind x

Compliment

Almost never recognized for anything or almost nothing and still feeling so happily and proudly uncomfortable when a compliment actually happens.

P.RestLessMind x

The Song...

The beauty of a song is to make us dream, is to make us go without fear of letting go ... is knowing that even so we can always return and dream again.
P.RestLessMind x

Friday, January 17, 2014

Animal Cruelty ...

The Animal cruelty, reflects the most putrid and ruthless human nature and its magnificent ability to sleep with the Wickedness on behalf of Goodness.

In the name of alleged benefits to mankind...
in the name of any kind of forgiving gods or even just because you can, please, before you even DARE to hurt an animal, try to look at yourself through his eyes...
Enlightening is not?

P.RestLessMind x

Little Bird ...

Today i feel you fragile,
Just like a bird, a fragile bird, wet eyes wide open and small little wings proudly down...

Today i feel you fragile,
Just like a bird, a fragile bird, looking from the inside out, desperately trying to find in another the opposite of that little bird you think you are...

Today i feel you fragile,
Just like a bird, a little and fragile bird, that closes the cage, looks up, lies down and simply refuses to fly... exhausted.

Lv u Mom !

P.RestlessMind x

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

The ticket...

Honesty is probably the only key to open the door of this great play that is life, everything else, just gives you the right to look at the stage, possibly in the front row, but never act on it. P.RestLessMind x

Faith...

What makes us get together also can separate us ... we're close, yes, but eventually not connected. P.RestLessMind x

Stop ...

The fear of risking paralyzes...It prevents you from realizing that it is possible to overcome losing. Living memories that did not exist, pretending the past, is actually, projecting a future without having lived that present. P.RestLessMind x

Poker face...

In life, a bit of everything and a bit of nothing maybe more balanced and wiser, but... All or Nothing is like a cry of joy, like a cry of pain, does not cheat, does not represent...is more raw, more animal, is you and me, is you and us...simply being humans, simply being people.
P.RestLessMind x

Monday, January 13, 2014

Move on...

Forgive and forget it's like the horizont line that kisses the sky and touches the sea, you don't exactly understand how but you believe is possible...Is it really?  P.RestLessMind x

Generosity...

The thin and fragile line that breaks generosity from selfishness is asking less from you and giving much more of me. P.RestLessMind x

Disbelievers...

Dreaming that it is possible, is what distinguishes those who believe, from those, who by bitter disappointment merely say that only giving up... is worth. P.ReslLessMind x

With your eyes only...

Sometimes we can say so much more about what we feel just by the silence that we consented.
P.RestLessMind x

Friday, January 10, 2014

Distance ...

To feel that we left we need a pause to feed the seed of reunion and return stronger and more willing to be closer... to be longing. Missing another, is to be close and yet far ! P.RestLessMind x

Pain...

Have we humans a tendency to feel compassion for other beings who are suffering? Will be one way for us to play gods, and within our own limitations, we actually may kiss the sacred on the cheeks and slap the profane in the face ? P.RestLessMind x

Analogy ...

What similarities can exist between politicians and artists? They can have an ego the size of the world and both may end up believing that the world revolves with and for them. Underneath they are like the rest of us, what distinguishes them truly is a small detail, they, in fact, can make all the difference. p.RestLessMind x

Dilemma...

The Frustration and expectations are two great companions of good hours and bad hours. They are like lovers who consume each other ardently until they realize that one exists because of the other. P.RestLessMind x

Manage time..

Time management is not manageable, the measurement of time and the cadence of that time does not change ... the rhythm is master of himself. Only tasks are possible to be managed ! P.RestLessMind x

Insecurity...

Overwhelmed by the exigency and slaughtered by the certainty of not being able to be up to yourself. P.RestLessMind x

Personality...

How many different persons are we? As many as our mood and state of mind allow us to be... All alike and all different but still the one and unique persona that is you !! P.RestLessMind x

Relax...

Control what you can't control is more than an error of judgment, it is a waste and a strange way of living... P.RestLessMind x

Talent..

Talent, must be simple like simplicity is, and must be honest, as honesty needs to be. P.RestLessMind x

Live or die...

There are many ways to die..., the favorite for many of us, is dying not living... P.RestLessMind x

Make a living...

Your work does not necessarily defines you as a person, it's just a part of what you do is just a part of who you are... P.RestLessMind x

Ageing...

Are we running out of time? Run if you can, the more you can, but time eventually will catch up with you. And if so, breathe, and start again ... Time does not give up, can not get enough ... and neither do you! P.RestLessMind x

Which is the highest of all virtues?...

Virtue is to be appreciated and accepted... It is distinctive and should not be classified. P.RestLessMind x

Brain is made up of matter. Is matter capable of thinking ?

Yes, because it has a self and a soul that feeds awareness and existence. Is your entrance door to the world...use and abuse of it!! P.RestLessMind x

Saturday, January 4, 2014

Doubt always...

The long tail of intolerance grows and becomes wider as the certainties of our own ignorance.
P.RestLessMind x (some day in our time)

Friday, January 3, 2014

Wake up..

The purpose of your journey is constantly challenged by the sweet and convenient numbness of your spirit. P.RestLessMind x

Every time i look at you...

You are only real, when your soul feels, breathes and sees in the mirror, the soul of another. P.RestLessMind x

Emptyness...

Mr. Void, fills you, if you let him grow... P.RestLessMind x

Always Believe...

What disappoints us most is what moves us ... our dreams!! P.RestLessMind x

In end of the day...

There is no such thing as the truth, but only people and their truths... P.RestLessMind x

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Just an Illusion...

Everyone is tweeting at lightning speed ... I wonder what moves us all? Recognition, the comforting illusion that mind who follows you just because someone wants to be followed. How ironic ... when you perceive from the top of your alleged importance,that what you say, may be, somehow of some importance and may actually mean something to someone .. you're gone ... the next tweet has arrived. P.RestLessMind x

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Paradox...

Never before have we been so connected and yet so disconnected... This is the power of words, they allow this familiar and convenient illusion of pure intimacy, that no distance, is able to conceal... P.RestLessMind x

Being coherent...

The ultimate challenge is to make our actions up to our words. P.RestLessMind x

Isn't that ironic ?

During the great journey that is our life, nothing, no matter what, truly belongs to you or me and everything is definitely borrowed. P.RestLessMind x

My Room

My Room... Do you feel the wind blowing in thoughts and thoughts squeezing poems and poems smashing thoughts... This is my room ! ... Please...