dialogue

I try to write
But nothing is written
words are escaping
don’t want to be caught

And you, my heroin
You don’t help me at all

Is that because
I give you a home
And ask you to live there
But it’s not yours ?

You don’t want riches?
You don’t want fame?

Don’t ask me, you tell me.

I’m just a fiction.
Your are the real .
The choice is yours.

You know what I like
You know what I don’t
But as for the choice
You know its yours.

lace

Bond of Union by MC Escher

because , what we need is to intertwine .... me thinks

geometry

Alice Smith, was written on the envelope and the sender unknown to her. Till she opened it and remembered that day in an antique shop, somewhere in the city. A wooden box, a man, an internet forum, an other world. Virtual worlds and the opposite of them, real. Virtual friends, virtual companies, virtual relationships, real friends, real friends, real relationships according to the dictionaries. Two intersecting circles, two worlds that are met and the common plane of them is Alice.

Points and individuals , lines and lifes. Asymptotic lines and intersecting. Lines forming triangles, rectangles, circles. Virtual or real? ‘ It is important?

«Virtual», «real», “Smith” is simply adjectives and surnames. The adjectives identify the nouns/essential but Alice, where the two worlds meet, decide to keep only the essential(nouns) and to redefine. Εκει που οι κύκλοι τέμνονται. There , where the circles intersect. Commonplace, empty place, innovative place.

A wooden box, an accident, a man. At the beginning unconnected events that at some time the are linked, affect and change the life of Alice. Σχεσεις Relationships that begin, relationships strengthen relationships that strengthen relationships ending relationships that change form.

All this in a meeting place somewhere between the virtual and real, according to the definitions of Alice and not of the dictionaries.

nostos

birth

all you need is...

Circle of friends by Karin Bartimole

aviewbeyondwords.blogspot.com

Lately I hear that song in my mind.

“All you need is love, all you need is love,

All you need is love, love, love is all you need.

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love”

Sometimes love is not enough but we , all, need love. To give and to take. We need to feel belonging and acceptance from our family, friends, teachers and our significant other. Sometimes this exchange flow easily , some others not.

I heard a psychologist said that in the past it was believed that parents should not spoil their children and put restrictions to the things the children ask. The child must learn that s/he is not the center of the world and many parents act like that. Its not complitely wrong but some times what it happened is to have a hungry child. There are psychologists now, that they say “spoil your chilren !!! “ Feed them, don’t leave them hungry. Nourish them.

Nourisment. That’s what we take from our relationships. Emotional nourishent. Emotional fuulfilment.. But sometimes we choose the wrong sources of nourisment. That’s has to do with how nurished or starving is our soul. And that makes a big difference. If we are full , we increase the others and we increase our self too. It’s a win-win situation. But if we are ravenous , we consume the other and let our self to be consumed .

Hunger is a very bad counselor when we relate to others. Its like when you are on a diet . Don’t skip any meal, it’s the advise. Eat well, because if you don’t there will be a moment that you will consume everything you find in fron of you in a wolfish way.

Cook for you self and if you don’t know, learn how to cook. Ask your friends . Thats why friends are for. That’s what relationships are for. To teach you how to cook or for exchanging recipies. Not to cook for you. Rely to your self for your nourishent. That is the great fun of the “lunches with friends”.

Cook for your friends and let them cook for you.

And cook for the most important person in your life; cook for you.

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birthday gifts

yield

Someday ago I observed myself doing something that really surprised me in a positive way. It was something new to me and couldn’t understand how it happened , so I asked Yi for an insight. How did that happened , was the question and the answer I got 2.2 “straight, square, great” .

Chuckled because I didn’t do anything, things just happened. Not by accident and not under any plan, without any effort to achieve something. But with nothing, something was done.
Brad in his 2.2 comments says “ If life is too short, make it wider, if too thin, go deeper, if amazed, rise up, if this is not enough, live again, or be someone else” Indeed felt like being someone else, like another general, different than the usual one, took charge of the army and the only order gave was “Yield !” .

Was like walking in a path and the only view you had was till were you toes stopped. You couldn’t see nothing further but not feeling anxiety about it , not fear for the unknown , or what the result would be of walking that way because there was a feeling of being in the right track and following the one who knows better, a part of yourself that know better than the “logical “ mind.

LiSe says “One accomplishes what one is or lives, not what one does.”

What we are ? Which is the real us ? What we show is what we are ? And if not, what it is ?
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For the last couples of days I had that strong feeling that something was going on with a friend. I felt he wasn’t well. It was one of those gut feelings, they come out of the blue and you can’t reason them. You just feel them. Do you know what I mean ?

I hesitated to ask him directly and I just tell him a “hi”. He didn’t respond both times. In other case I wouldn’t worried a lot. It’s his way. But this time that gut feeling was so strong that I couldn’t ignore it. Finally I asked him “ Are you ok ?”

Possible answers I would expect : a) I’m pretty well or b) I don’t wish to talk about it.
It is his way.
I got another answer.

Can gut feelings be wrong ? It seems they can. This is why we find difficulties to trust them and if we do or say somethings because of them when we are asked why did we say that we can't give a reasonable answer.


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wordless

It is said that there are three elements in any face –to-face communication : words, tone of voice and body language. According to Albert Mehrabian words account 7%, tone of voice 38%, and body language accounts 55 %. For an effective and meaningful communication , especially about emotions those three elements need to support each other.


But sometimes words its the only tool we have to communicate. Its not the perfect but the only we have. Say that we communicate with our distant friend by e-mail, we only can use words which means 7% of the total message. Sometimes is not a problem but when it comes to express felling then we have to be very careful. We humans think in images and feelings and to translate the image language and the feeling language into word –which unfortunately hold different meanings- to convey them to a message ultimately we lose essentials information. And when the receiver interprets our message even more things are lost. So misunderstandings may appear because of the translations stages a image or a feeling has to go through and become another image or feeling at the other side.

I used to get angry when the other didn’t understand me. But in situations that I value a relationship I try to limit that. I want to believe that when two people have a good relationship when those misunderstandings occur they try to solve them. Especially when the 93% of our tools is not available.

Today I’m sad because of an argument with a friend. I can’t understand what really happened so I tried to ask him, to help me understand. With the 7% of my communication ability I make an effort to translate the picture I had in my mind. I didn’t succeed.

I don’t know what else to do. Words don’t help anymore. I just wish he knew the other 97%. Because words are the black and white in a painting and the rest of it are colours.

Colors make a difference. He teach me that.
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Choice

Have you ever heard someone telling you that or even if s/he hasn’t told you have you ever felt that ? I’m talking about those people that they want to be loved but puss away the loved ones out of fear that loss or other bad things will follow.

“We know that we will die one day but we choose to live. We know that relationships will not last forever but we choose to get involved. We choose to risk to be abandoned, rejected, betrayed, hurt. We choose to live a future loss”. That individual said me that is an expert. I’m not so bear with my ignorance. I friend once told me. “I didn’t let others love me”. Oh, yes I can relate to that!

ghosts

Be careful of the ghosts
still living in this city.
They might confuse you
and tell you that its me.

questions

What music do we dance ?
Our own, someone told me.

But there are times , we found ourselves on the dance floor, hearing a music we don’t recognize, dancing a rhythm that its not ours and happiness is absent.
“What makes you happy ?”
“Have you the guts to go after it ?”
“What makes you unhappy ?”
“Are you brave enough to leave it ?”

At the beginning there was the chaos. Then the questions were formed like thunders and rain and the chaos starts to clear up.
At the “Book of changes” The great image of Hexagram 3 says: Clouds and thunder: sprouting The noble man unravels the warp
And the judgement “ Difficulty at the beginning works supreme success,Furthering through perseverance.Nothing should be undertaken.It furthers one to appoint helpers.”

What can the “helpers” do for us ? Solve our problem? Sometimes or most times they can’t do that. They shouldn’t do that. The good teacher doesn’t give answers but questions. Questions that will lead us to our answers. Because only when the answers are ours we can unravel the wrap of the present we have be given.

What music we dance ? Do you want to be in this ballroom ? Do we dance with the people we want ?

Questions, questions, questions…..

frame-work

thirsty eyes
colors, colors, colors

they need colors

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they live in a gray-land

and the path to the color-land

not yet open

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but the frame is almost ready

to put the photo

of the future home

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watchtower

Seeing and been seen