Dear Corona, you the virus.... Thank you - Part I -

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Slowing the pace! Staying alone! in, literally the space between 4 faces of a squared room, is a great challenge. 

Slowing the pace! will turn out to be much needed, as Amin Maalouf said in one of our discussions.

Everything is is Static, Still, Silent ... But You! 

Instead of running away from you, you take your scope, you calibrate, you align, you start to observe "The Self".

Far from the crowd, the meetings, other's voices, other's vibes,  smell, shit, lies, crimes, music, .... you just observe  "The Self". 

Yes, it was about time to decrease the pace, to cool down. 

I discovered and still discovering several things in me, inner me, outer me   and in the others.

- I am actually sleeping. I think my mind and soul are wondering if they have been plugged into a different body. The amount of sleep they are having is unprecedented. 

- My liver is indeed very grateful. Being at rest, rejuvenating. Having its one life  time break :-) mazel tov! I am drinking water and abusing this magical beverage.

Trying to alternate between sparkling and still ... What is left from poor Italy its San Pe. 

- No Cigar nights and the "leaves smell" meditation along with the endless discussions about the origin, the humidity etc... But hey, my skin is loving it, my hair is liking it. My health, for the moment is ... appreciating it. 

                                                                                              (to be continued)

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He used to call her "Crazy"

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[He said:

I used to call her “crazy” , But now I realize that she was simply a woman fighting hard for Love; for ME.

And now, I would do anything to get “crazy” back.]

It has been said, you don't know what you've got until it is gone. The truth is, you knew exactly what you had. You just didn't think that you were going to loose it.

You kept pushing her away, you kept kicking her because you knew that she will come back running to you, out of love. The way you do is same as checking the strength of a boat by making holes in it.

One moment, the boat will sink... One day, she won't come back.

When she gave you her time, she was giving a portion of her life that she will never get back. She was trying to open your eyes and asking you to appreciate what you have, before it turns into what you had! Regrets if any will not help anyone.

But NO! You kept on, and insisting on taking her for granted.

After deep thought, you didn't love her. You didn't want to be alone. Or, maybe maybe she was just good for your ego. Or, or maybe she made you feel better, alive in you miserable self-loosing life. But you didn't love her.

Because you don't destroy people you love.

The victim stance, dear , is a very powerful one. The victim is always morally right, neither responsible nor accountable and FOREVER entilted to sympathy.

Hey, don't play victim for circumstances that you created and she was begging you to stop abusing moments. You know what, people learn from their mistakes if they weren't busy denying them.

What is the purpose of playing the victim card? What is the purpose of playing like all women are evil? What is the purpose of fooling yourself and the others? Open your eyes and admit that, because of your behavior, long but sure calm insults, because of your insecurities and over possessiveness that you of course reject, you ruined it... your ruined the relation.

She was wondering for how long you plan on playing the victim? Even the longest acts in theatres have a time limit. But she presumes your self-pity seems to have none.

She is very aware that some people act weak or victimized so they can manipulate others into catering to them. She got played … But she is out now!

She loved you, you kept on pushing her ad kicking her back!

Be responsible and accept.

She is mature very indeed. She learned to walk away from people and situations that threaten her peace mind, self-respect, values, morals or self worth. She has class, elegance, education and high standards at its best.

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#DrCy

Dear Life, Universe ... i hate you

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Dear Life, Universe, Lord,

I will not ask you why because you never answer this question. But can I please beg you to stop torturing me. I cannot handle it any more. I am on my knees, my shoulders are broken. They cannot carry pain and challenges no more.

I am not even trying to understand what is the purpose of all those tests you put me through, Crushing me, squashing me … Isn’t it enough? Are you satisfied or not yet

Are you still hunger for my tears, my sorrow my distress?

Whatever project: personal, work, social etc... I undertake I initiate, you will make sure to put struggles in front of my face. No, more than this. You make sure to get the heck out of me and pulverize me with the problems you  put in my route.

I give hope to others, I am positive and I am an example to many women and men I am I am I am I am …

Dead!

Are you happy now! I cannot give hope to those I used to.... I cannot be an example to young women and men as I was always convinced that one can pursue her or his dream and life will return It back positively!

No I was fool, big time.

No one see your achievements, worse they try to step on you suffocate you, choke you and kill your dreams.

No one loves you the love I used to think that exists, no one sees through you, the real you, no one is proud of you, no one and nothing will MAKE IT UP for you.

You are  left by your own,  lonely sad and hopeless...

Life, Universe … Today I declare: I hate you

And dear Lord: STOP


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au nom de la compassion la tenacite la clairvoyance et la serenite

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homme, 

tout ce que tu fais est autorise, sans regrets

pauvre ame, toujours excuses trouvees

femme, n'a droit qu'aux reproches ordonnees

le moindre questionnement est severement reprime

des cris des chahutements gravement maquilles

par des accusations habilement pensees

malheur a celle qui oserait simplement refuser

manieres, comportement attitude et procedes

calamite, catastrophe et desastre sur elle tomberaient

si par moment 

le refus, la revolte ou meme un soupir elle manifesterait

femme, dans la bouche , sa langue soustrait 

femme, par le silence et patience distrait

au nom de la compassion la tenacite la clairvoyance et la serenite

Femmes

je vous declare mon amour inconditionel

en cette journee intemporelle

ou beaucoup d'entre vous sont toujours severement opprimees

#DrCy
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