Saturday, September 13, 2008

Downsized

Actually this title comes from the fact that thats how im seeing the new blog page at blogger , its bare , I think its something to do with the setting of my computer or rather of the server providing me this internet connection .


Why Im writing now is another thing all togeather , im writing cos im restless , restless like a caged animal , not that i have any thing in particular to do , or rather the intentions to do the things thzat need to be done.

But lets talk bout something else , I think if I were in a dream right now and wanted or wished to do something it would be to walk in the company of a pretty woman on a montain road, secluded from the basic population. I have walked on this road before , the breeze is the coldest there and so bloody strong that the trees actually are flat topped , reminded me of the Mario Bros game at that time.

Right across the valley you see a mountain range covered with snow , it looks so beautifull, the air is fresh , the sun a bit harsh. But i guess in this dream it would be gentler. The roads winding , the times Dusk, the sky is red and the woman s fair with a delicate nose , big beautifull eyes with a smile which is heavenly.

Theres no talk required , we are walking togeather but unaware of the presence of each other, it feels so natural that there is nothing new about it except for the exceptional beauty of the place.

And then i wake up because i dont have the energy to sustain this dream anylonger , because it needs no future or past , its just as complete as it needs to be the way it is, no questions asked.

Then its back here to this job which today seems like a complete burden another thing that n idd lime to do right now: Sit outside a Cafe , watching people walk on in life , observing giving each face a story , a history a future and most importantly a present. There are these beautifull expressions , that need to nbe observed , the playfullness of a couple or the seriousness of one , it s absolutely crazy that a face can speak so much , and yet my face speaks nothing to me. I light a cigarette and the smoke is lke the Smirnoff bottle showing real faces.

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