Sunday, November 5, 2017
a bit on Dublin
had a long walk, most photos in camera, not here in
my mobile.
i don't like the space of chats much anymore. i am not one for chatting..
and i don't suffer fools easily.
social media, many of them, let you see in real time when your text has been read. and there they create artificial presence.
also, even in emails, we read what we immediately react to, we pick out of context what we dislike-and react.
this way i have often been classified as a stupid human being and had concepts imposed on me i cannot agree with.
concepts from a person without concepts...well.
and i often misunderstood completely.
i was told 'truth' i didn't see as true but ugly and out of any way
in which two humans could find a smile.
i reacted, lots of times.
i am also an emotional being apart from many other aspects
and am unable to dress and hide all. some of this can be transformed, some not at all.
it is up to me:
some i don't want to transform-when i want to drink juice i don't like spirits. enough said.
am i alone?
no.
i am never alone.
unlike many of our fairy stories ending with 'and then they lived happily together until the end of life' Irish old stories often end with 'and then they all died', sometimes with 'i don't know'.
i like both options, the second one better for now.
and with just a bit of poison of thought to immunize my soul i feel well and at rest with me here and everywhere.
good evening from Dublin
to 'whomsoever it may concern'
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