I seem to be in a constant quest to find similarities: situations and “stories”. Just came from a rock and roll representation of the play “Richard the 3rd”. It was like certain moments in my life when people captured the mind, heart and soul, I… left helpless without anything else to do but to accept my fate. Not being used to loud noise in a theatre hall, the beginning caught me extremely surprised, kind of a wondering state of mind. I was to be witness to an action easy to describe as: interesting. Going back to situations: numb, accept what I am given, as hard, loud as it is, no solutions, only a plain period which you have to recognize as real. The beginning might have struck me, but as in the genuine life, you start getting used to everything and realize you’ve always had the strength to go on despite spikes and thorns that tormented you. As my friend said: there could be no other music than rock and roll to better describe all the horrors Richard had “put together”. Indeed… a mixture of songs your existence is and you are the Dj. What a Dj I’ve been so far… one I ain’t very proud of, when I remember … have no idea how I could be so… ~thinking~ there is no word to describe “it”.

Right now, unwillingly I’m finding a path towards answers. I’m starting to think that “existence” is just a minute, an hour, that can be stolen from you faster than you can realize. What’s next?

Wednesday, 22 November 2006

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