Ένα δευτερόλεπτο διαρκεί μόνο μια αιωνιότητα

Ολοι λένε να αναπνεύσεις. Ακόμη και μέσα σε μια ατελείωτη ανεμοθύελλα χάους, σκότους η μαγική λέξη λένε πως είναι η αναπνοή. Η αλήθεια είναι οτι η αναπνοή είναι μία απο τις διαδικασίες που γίνεται αυτόματα απο τον οργανισμό μας. Χωρίς αυτή δεν μπορούμε να επιβιώσουμε και να συνεχίσουμε να ζούμε. Είναι η απολυτότερη απο της διόδους προς τη ζωή. Όμως σήμερα είναι σαν να έχουμε σταματήσει να αναπνέουμε αληθινά και το κάνουμε μόνο απο ανάγκη.
Το χάος έχει πολλά ονόματα. Άγχος, ανακατωσούρα, ταχύτητες άπιαστες κοινωνικές και δυσανάλογες, ανισορροπία, καταστροφικά καιρικά φαινόμενα, πόλεμος...

Ας τα αφήσουμε όμως αυτα για ένα δευτερόλεπτο στην άκρη. Κι ας γίνει αυτό το δευτερόλεπτο μια αιωνιότητα γιατί ως δημιουργήματα του Θεού ίσως να πρέπει να σταματήσουμε να αυτοκαταστρεφόμαστε. Το χάος υπήρχε στην αρχή, αλλα τελικά δε σταμάτησε να υπάρχει. Είναι επιτακτική ανάγκη να μπορέσουμε να συμβιώσουμε με το ίδιο και να εναρμονιστούμε με την ίδια την φύση που περιέχει μέσα της το ίδιο το χάος. Δίοτι χωρίς χάος δε θα υπήρχε η τάξη, η πραότητα, η γαλήνη και η ηρεμία.

Σε μια πολύ απασχολημένη ημέρα λοιπόν αξίζει, θα πρέπει να αξίζει, να σταματήσουμε να τρέχουμε για χρονικό διάστημα μιας αιωνιότητας και να αναπνεύσουμε για ένα δευτερόλεπτο. Έτσι μόνο θα εναρμονιστούμε με το ίδιο το χάος. 

Hands smell of oranges

Hands that smell like oranges. She just had finished cutting salad for her mom and it seemed appropriate to add some fresh cut oranges in it. The smell finally stuck.
Another time she was out eating with friends after she had finished class, that same smell reappeared. And we had our dinner, pretty quickly I can say, and then it was time for desert. But instead of something sweet it was time for an orange. It was so difficult to peal that her whole face was full of juices after she was done. And she ate it slowly and passionately. At that time she said to herself to wash her hands after that. But as usual she forgot. The hands were sticky, yellow and that smell... The smell stuck.
There are certain smells or situations or whatever you want to call it, in which we find ourselves stuck. Enjoy them. For example, the whole time during studying she could smell that beautiful scent of oranges. Fresh and juicy.
Cause it had stuck. 

thoughts

On valentine's day we all hope for that special someone.
We think, and think and believe that someone is out there waiting for us. And we change various moods throughout the day. From mad, to being cute and full of forgiveness by remembering our exes, to sad and vulnerable around other couples. I am sick of this life.
I am starting to wonder why humans have built such big civilisations, huge houses, bridges, cars and all those technological stuff that no one really needs in the end cause one's true purpose is to find that special someone. 

shit happens

There is this tv series created by Lena Dunham called Girls. It describes the life of several girls and it's about every day life. It's about routine struggles that everyone is going through. It explains with simple ways how someone can be psychotic, amazed, high, mad and still go through life and survive pain or anger.
A very specific scene from season two is my favourite, where Hannah is in the bathtub and she is singing 'I said maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me..' that song -wonderwall- from oasis. And at some point Jessa comes in the bathroom and Hannah screams startled, Jessa removes her clothes and gets in the bathtub. Just like that. Two friends. Laughing about their lives in the bathtub.
Realizations and growing up.
Life.
shit happens

There are no answers to all questions

You have the right to be treated right. To be valued and loved. You have the right to be heard and seen. You ought to be respected and hugged honestly. You should be able to be free and make your own choices. You have to be understood and noticed. You're not some ordinary person. To be here, to be like this, to feel that way, all of this is a state of uniqueness. Stop mistreating your own beauty and start demanding honesty, respect and be free to run run run away from idiots, pigs and speechless cowards. Ignore those late night messages that provoke your feelings and tear them apart in 2 seconds. Life is too short to stop at one place and hibernate there forever. 

Move on, learn to face the hard times of your life. Love your body, love your way of moving into space, love the way you talk and look at objects. Love the way you obsess about that tv show you watched that previous summer. Dare to love the imperfections of your true self, that unevenly cut belly button, or the hairs under your armpits. Dare to improve your language and communication skills and dare to speak out loud even when seen, at brought daylight. Be your worst enemy and the loveliest angel all at one unity. Don't be afraid. Fear is weakness running through your vanes. 

And delete all those messages of unfair love and limited affection. Deactivate your brain into thinking only what makes you happy for the moment. Live to create light and not destruction. Jump over all those objects in your way that slow your way and make your life miserable. And only you can name those. Quit making the same mistakes that lead you into the darkest, loneliest city corners.

Face that ex boyfriend of yours, say goodbye to your ex lovers that did you wrong and go find whats right. Accept the affectionate love of the world and give your everything to that old lady on the bus that absolutely needs to sit. Give a piece of you, to that homeless man on that corner of the street by giving him a blanket of yours. Tear apart your brain in order to succeed and pass that difficult test that leads you into freedom. Dear to give without expecting to receive. Speak to your God and He will answer through strange actions. Read those messages that He sends you and accept his life challenges.  Be fearless. Be yourself. Don't rush your way into life. Let some things just be. There are no answers to all questions.