
‘You were looking for a way to change your life.
You could not do this on your own..
People do it every day. They see themselves as they’d like to be. They don’t have the courage to just run with it.
Naturally, you’re still wresting with it, so sometimes you’re still you.
Hey, it’s us.
I will bring us through this. I will carry you, kicking and screaming, and in the end you will thank me..”
(Tyler Durden)
There’s you. And then there’s you.
Where do you, objectively, begin?
No one ever comes blank or completely free and unused. You have to consciously instruct yourself to be that way..
Nowadays, the social media are training us to process everything instantaneously by submitting immediate feedback, which can feel quite forced, as it requires us to be in a constant, and unnatural, state of self-consicousness. We are conditioned to package our experiences momentarily, and our minds are racing ahead, processing the very occurrence while we are still in it, which means that we can often totally miss out on the beauty of the moment and the glow of reflecting on it.
This.. is a reflection.

dusa na dusu*
The smile is yours, but it belongs to me; the eyes are your eyes, and they belong to me too; the tiny freckles that only I can see – they are mine as well, together with warm shadows of a close caption touching your cheeks and your eyebrows. We belong to each other, and keep each other close, safe and in a warm hug. I am hugging you every day…..dusa na dusu!
ahh, you’re back WITH A VENGEANCE (:
thank you, darling
hope to see you again sometime this year
Sweetness….
I LOOOOOOVE that entry!
It touches on the way we humans tend to NEVER BE IN THE PRESENT.
Which is like driving a car on the MOTORWAY OF LIFE…looking only in the rear-view mirror.
I get into terrible trouble with people…as I tend to suspend judgement….just be cool, as it were…watch the thoughts…the pre-conceptions come…and go…as i refuse to accomodate…or to invite them…a sort of “meditation on the fly…so to speak…”
Basically now…i just don’t give a toss what people think about me…this comes with age, my dearest…
2 days ago…I found a lovely young girl weeping quietly on the TTC…
of course…it was perfectly OBVIOUS!
Scenario…dumped by DISHONEST, INSECURE B/F
WHICH MALE…of any age is not?
Cut a long story short…I had her follow me home…ran her a hot bath…
got food laid out…then she panicked!
I gave her parting gifts of a ring…from my finger…for later she would wonder:
DID THIS HAPPEN?
As I put her on her bus…I also added a neat pair of jeans…LEVIS…as hers were not too wonderful.
BEING CANADIAN…I knew she would NEVER send me an e-mail…to say Thank you…
even though she requested my e-mail address…for CANADIANS ARE IRREDEEEMABLY RUDE…have NO MANNERS WHATSOEVER!
(U R an Exception, Dear Deja! QUITE!)…but then R you not a Montenegron GODDESS?
They NEVER lose their manners…nor do Greek, Viking, Pino, Ethiopian, Eritrean, Ghanaian, Jamaican, Macedonian, Persian…I better stop…giving too much away, as usual…yesssss…I do know a few Goddesses. And there is the persistent RUMOUR….MOO-YOUNG is a Chick-Magnet with that Sense Of HUMOUR!
I think CBC is responsible for spreading FALSE INFO about CANADIANS being Polite…self-effacing…etc..etc.
CANADIANS are SELFISH, COWARDLY, MEAN…the Men have balss the size of Freeze-Dried Peas….but they are BIG PRICKS! Most of the women are vile cunts.
Have I left anything out?
Goddesses fly way above this common herd os sleep-walking Morons, naturally.
I think I better stop!
This thought occured to me at the very start…but, hey! Nonny No!
Way to go!
I just am happy to see those pics of…quite naturally…one of the most unique…
most pernickity…most precious…most magical…most sensible…most non-sensical….most bewitching…most alive…most staggeringly attractive souls I ever had the good fortune to meet…though not nearly enough…not that I am complaining…not that! never that!one should be hungry..yisss…for BLISS…but not Greedy…not yearn to repeat a happy experience…just live it as it arrives…and move on…move on…the mind wants to encapsule…seize …but that is a VIOLENCE…is it not?
The Eagle flies…and leaves no mark.
That is the essence of living without possessing…with freedom…flying free…and allowing others to do the same…for ULTIMATELY…what do we own?
Only One’s Own Actions… and does not ONE want to be Blameless…?…
Impeccable?…..
Wholly…Holy….at ONE with the World….for One is the World…
and the World is ONE….
I am rabbiting on….hey!
I love thee …Dragovic….
Cheers,
Grey-Cloud…..