Not that I don't like you...

Luckily for me I just remembered August 2 years ago. Now things are different (yes, are, not seem to be). But anyhow, that was just a bit of memories. If something has to be fixed that is, precisely, the permanent gaze upon the past and the future (not denying their relevance, but present is always more important, and the only one that exists).

This thoughts doesn't seem very structured, nor the title adjust to the contents. Of course that I don't like a lot of things. And I would like to shut them out loud. But somehow, education, tradition, habit tend to restrain the desire. Also, fears are still there. The human condition, said a lot of writers, intelectuals and people in their works, a bar, a cafe, or even a bus stop, trying to solve the world with words of pedestrian wisdom. Am I too harsh? I hope not. Or do I hope to be? Fear. Fear is a constant. How to live with it? A permanent stock of prescription drugs? Non prescriptions drugs like alcohol, coffee, soft drinks, cookies, or even that disgusting thing called tobacco? Some think that the idea of a divinity helps to overcome the fears. That doesn't seem to be logical, as major semitic religions instill fear into the hearts of men. God is there, but the humans try to hide him.

Caution breathes a lonely breath...

Change. Why to cherish stability if change is the only stable thing? Hehehe. Now I am trying to solve the world with words of wisdom. Pedestrian wisdom. Well. I recall my words. I am just pointing out, destroying, or trying to destroy. Can't believe that I'm doing what Nietszche wrote in his "Philosopher's book".

This post should come to an end soon. This is too scattered and the objective is not being achieved. If there is such thing as an objective. It might be just the same as the majority of this posts, trying to express, like a painter express something with his work without giving it a recognizable shape or order, like a poet express without using logic, or even metrics. Maybe just trying to express something to me through the exterior. To realize that life is. That things can happen and will happen. And that some things have to be triggered, constructed, nurtured, created, birthed...

Good night