I want to hide myself between the covers of an old fairy tale book. My old fairy tale book. The universe of my childhood. The place where I dreamed, where I hoped, the place where I imagined, where I cried out of joy or sadness. The place where I imagined how love is, the place where I learned about the good and the bad and how to make a difference.
Today I want to escape the adult world and feel again that I am a child.
I want to feel carefree of worries and burdens, I want to feel light as a snow flake and serene as a warm summer day. I want to feel the innocence through all my skin pores. I want never to feel the pain of a loss. I want to feel what it’s like not picking pieces of my own broken heart from the floor and not knowing how to reassemble them…
I want to know how it feels to not lose yourself and not to recognize yourself when finding yourself again…
And if I’m asking for too much, then I just want to have been born in 1990 🙂
Today I want to put aside all thoughts that bothered me up until yesterday and feel for a few moments that I am a child.
I want to sit all day without having to care about anything. Without feeling sad, or worried or lost.
Today I wish I could run to my parents’ arms hoping that they will make me feel more like “home “. I want to feel safe. I want to feel that nothing and nobody can hurt me .I want to feel warmth and love. I want to feel that I am the most beautiful child.
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Considering I’m writing 2 days after the “event’, the unthinkable title, written just to be written, I find it to be OK though. So… I’ll leave it like that…
In life, it happens that someone appears and calls you into their world. If you won’t go there, into that world, you will probably wonder for the rest of your life “What if I went into his world? How would his world be?”
I seized the chance and I entered his world. Sensitivity is hardly an advantage. It is nothing more or less that a flaw of humans. It is a delight watching a sensitive man. It is even more beautiful interacting with him. It is divine to live this experience with a person of this kind.
He did not choose to be born so. He had always been like this. Moreover, he has cultivated this deep inside of him. The monster is inside of him. He fed himself with music,” for music does not hurt anyone“. And now, this dragon, born out of sensitivity at the age of 2-3, lives among us. He ignites, he extinguishes, he breaths, he suffers, he is happy, he is sad… among us. I met this men in whom lives the strange dragon. I met him before… but he didn’t reveal the dragon inside of him… I like him. He is filled with beautiful stuff. He lives intensely and I do like people who “burn” nicely.
His thoughts are an inner dialogue. But, if you know how to hear him and how to listen to him, there’s a lot you can learn. And he is aware of what he says within himself. And he knew I heard him. And he knows that his thoughts activate emotional processes within himself. Exactly! Even those painful ones… But he gives you permission to listen. You can learn from him to emphatically connect yourself to any painful feeling, unpleasant feeling or a bad one which occurs within yourself. This feeling has the power to give you information like a pleasant one could never do. It teaches you where you are in relation to where you want to be. He understands these things and overcomes them through music, through sounds produced by his hands.
You sit beside him and you Read More