Τετάρτη 29 Οκτωβρίου 2014

14. A Letter To Someone You're Jealous Of

I’m not jealous of anyone, really. I think that being the person I am, I have a supportive family, group of friends, I have access to a wide archive of knowledge, I can learn new things, travel, I have a roof over my head, food to eat etc.
If I am one thing, it is ‘envious’ of certain individuals for their accomplishments with regards to the fact that some of them did not have the opportunities or the love and support that I was shown for my endeavors.
Some people had to start from scratch and are now pioneers in certain fields; some have had traumatic experiences and still find the strength to wake up every morning with a smile on their face and approach problems with optimism, creativity, perseverance to make the world a better place.
It is people like those who I find inspiring.
Jealousy, as a concept, is quite strange. I mean, you can achieve many of the things you are jealous of people for. Even if you can’t, you can change your perspective of what you consider problematic.















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Δευτέρα 27 Οκτωβρίου 2014

13. A Letter To Your Ex-Best Friend

Dear Ex-Best Friend,
There are times when I think about how we met. How things were still so exciting and we looked forward to those moments where we would redefine our responsibility and our futures.
Although we would rarely talk, I always felt as if a day had not passed when we would eventually meet up and hang out.
I still consider you a friend of mine but, the truth is, we’re not as close as we used to be - I think you have realized it too. We have both changed and there is no doubt about that.
I find some of your views quite strange and hypocritical. I think it is fair to say I am a patient and tolerant individual. I love to learn things from people and teach them things if I can. I like to be intellectually challenged even through situations and ideas which may ultimately come into opposition with what I once considered true. I never out rule the chance of change through reflection and think that anyone who does is not embracing life as it should be embraced and that is their choice.
I have come to the conclusion that there is no validity in standing up for sexist, homophobic, racist ideologies; I feel as if I can’t express myself fully or talk about topics I come across or thoughts I have when I’m around you because I feel as if you’re indirectly judging me and I can tell by your body language/the look in your eye.
I hope you’re doing well. See you soon.
Love,
Marilena









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12. A Letter To Your Best Friend(s)

Dear Best Friends,
We have been through quite a lot and have shared numerous experiences, laughs, tears, cigarettes, thoughts, songs, comfortable silences, drinks and food.
Life works in mysterious ways; people who once meant the world to you can become strangers and vice versa.
I want you to know that if anything does happen to our bond, you bestowed upon me the opportunity to see things from a different view. You showed me the way to overcome certain obstacles and to enjoy the small moments; you were there for me and stuck by me through thick and thin.
For that, I love you and will always appreciate you no matter where our paths may lead us.


Love,
Marilena














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Σάββατο 11 Οκτωβρίου 2014

11/10/14

Με κοίταξε στα μάτια για μερικά δευτερόλεπτα.
Χωρίς λόγια, δεν ζητούσε τίποτ’άλλο από ανταπόκριση.

Με κοίταξε στα μάτια για μερικά δευτερόλεπτα.
Χωρίς κινήσεις των ματιών, είδα την κωμικότητα του μάταιου να εμφανίζονται στα βλέφαρα.


Με κοίταξε στα μάτια για μερικά δευτερόλεπτα.
Με προβληματισμό  ζητούσε επεξήγηση για την απουσία.


Με κοίταξε στα μάτια για μερικά δευτερόλεπτα.Ώσπου μ’άφησε ένα φιλί στο σαγόνι.

Την κοίταξα στα μάτια για μερικά δευτερόλεπτα.
Άλλαξε ο φακός του υποσυνείδητου.


Έγινα ένα τρίτο πρόσωπο έξω από το συμβάν.
Κρεμόταν μια νοητή κλωστή από εμένα και τον κλώνο μου κι ένιωθα μια γαλήνη, μια μουδιασμένη διαχρονική αδρεναλίνη.

Καθόταν στη δεξιά μεριά της αγκαλιάς του και γελούσε ανέμελα.
Περιέγραφε τα μικρά γεγονότα της μέρας και τα χέρια της ήταν συμπλεγμένα απαλά γύρω από το λαιμό του.

Η νοητή κλωστή με τραβούσε επίμονα.
Δεν ξέρω αν ήταν επειδή γρατσουνούσε την απόφαση του χρόνου και των συμπτωμάτων ή επειδή με καλούσε να παραδειγματιστώ από το φαίνεσθαι της ιδεαλοποίησης.









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