I felt so alive..so..words can't say what is going through my mind. I actually can maybe try and describe the burst of heaven glimpses in these days but the thing is that I don't want to.
Here I write but it's not what inside of me. The language makes it even more remote and I keep it up only because I don't want to forget the artificial date, a number which we refer to quite a lot I think...
Everything I had in this place was a lot once but now it's so poor, I see words of lie and pretentious sayings. I don't have the craving for writing in here, there are some people who I write to if I want, personally, but that's it. I can't let out what wants to hide in.
That's the end for today, as I said- I am tired..so I don't even have the enrgy to write, still I did it. I want this day recognized by my secret memories, the best memories a person can have.
Happiness..it can't come if you're corrupting your soul, and it can't come if you're doing what everyone else does.
be you. that's the only message of mine to the ones who maybe read this.
death scares me lately..maybe if I want, I will write about it later...my theories and fears are scary sometimes, I don't want to weary myself with it...it haunts me..I shall not make it engraved.
good night,
me.
and one more thing- I have never been happier!
I saw "birds" today, Old Hitchcock can never disappoint..can't he?
Ain't old movies great? it's the best medicine to the aching modern heart...sometimes I wish I could be...somewhere else.
I also went to see a play called "burial", it was genius, sublime and sad. That's why I loved it so much, it was so personal and touching..it's by Hanoch Levin, if you ever read this, the one thing you can take from me is just read one of his plays...magical.