When everything is nothing

 He's unlike most of the people his age,his worries rarely include "love problems" and even when they do there's more than that.If he were to write down every thought and draw every picture that comes thru his mind,he'd fill thousand of pages...that on an easy day.There's times when he feels cursed,times when he wishes he'd be dumber...cause maybe then he'd stop making so many connections,filling in so many scenarios and capturing so many shots.At the end of the day though,he knows that's not a curse but rather a gift..and sooner or later he'll find a use for it.

"Sooner or later",those words don't seem to make him gain any hope,but time is relative.We seem to seek for the next and just look back on the previous,which is normal cause the way we perceive time is only as a unidirectional constant on which we have no control.As we know it,it only goes on way and the backwards button does nothing more than replay for as long as there's memories.

The rain drops fall on the ground but they can never go upwards.The smoke once out of the cigar it can never go back.Ashes will never return to their previous form no matter the origins,alike the humans which,once the metamorphosis with the earth is done they cannot separate from earth ever again.

Some of us are still waiting for the day time changes direction...hope is essential in our existence.

PS:I deviated from the track on the second part,hope that doesn't make it confusing.Love,Just!

Over the Sun

 He doesn't want to be just another card in the deck,not even an Ace.He has higher dreams..."why be the higher card,when you can be the dealer".Maybe others are fine being one of the four Aces,but not him!He refuses to be another soulless human being,he refuses to be like those he walks by everyday.I guess he could be compared to "Icarus",whom wanted to reach for the Sun.The difference is...Icarus tried to get close to the Sun,he wanted to touch it,he dreamed of being as high as the Sun.But he won't do such a mistake,he won't try to be an equal to the Sun,but rather higher,better,brighter than it.And he won't stop until he succeeded,even if that means it's the last thing he does!

 If learning from your mistakes isn't enough,learn from others as well.

Link to the artwork

Old habits

  You got it all figured out,you got over it and you thought "that's done".Only,sooner or latter you learn that old habits die hard.There's always a crack in the walls that lay within your mind,no matter how perfect you think you've designed them.She'll find that crack,and she'll use it.A small glimpse of the past is just enough to trigger an avalanche of memories.Now I'm thinking I may sound a bit like a cliché,excuse me if I do.

  Basically,you can't actually forget things that really matter to you,in one way or another..(not willingly)!All you can do is bury them deep,and hope they won't ever reach the surface!

 Link to the picture's owner.The picture is not mine!

Underneath our skin

  Humans are complex,underneath our appearance there's a story.Have you ever noticed the random people you pass by,everyday?Every one of them has a story to tell..more or less!Most of us only judge by the looks.We divide people into masses and types,instead of seeing each and every one of them as a single,unique human being.The first and most common categories are made by color of the skin.If we elevate from there we get more categories,based on clothing,looks,age,sex and so on...

 Basically as soon as the information from the optical nerve gets to the brain we start making connections,trying to fit that person into a pattern,associating him or her with a type.I'm not implying that's wrong nor right.I do believe tho,there's a wrong way and a right way of making those connections.

In the end,every face tells a story,and I believe they're all worth hearing.