We always try to judge people by their appearance. At the first sight we always make a categorization according to different criteria if we like the person or not. Everyone of has detains some standards we apply on practice for the person we like to analyse.
I always tried new and new beginnings. Every path I took had at a certain time point also another change I initially had not expected. I walked and walked again but I always searched for a path, which I could still follow. Because this path was “blocked” I had always to take continuous decisions, to adapt myself to a change and another change, which happened suddenly and unexpectedly changed my course of life.
I like to believe. I believe in every experience even if it is positive or negative. And I believe that every experience hides its opportunities in itself. For this reason every time i make a new experience I try to discover what this lecture offers to me at a certain time, what I can make out of it and if it helps me to apply in future.
We are all different. We are ourselves. Every individual is an individualist. Everybody is with oneself. Everybody takes its own decisions. Everybody has his dreams. Everybody has his way. We draw an imaginary way. In our minds there are a lot of things happening and a lot of more or less realizable “events”. We always make a plan as backup solution which is either fulfilled or left behind. Our plans fit with other plans or remain our owns.
I have gone through a lot of difficult, painful and embarrassing situations. But I am convinced that all the experiments that I have made were part of my life, a part of what was supposed to happen on my way at a certain moment.
A detachment of the exterior world. Me and myself in a world, in which I want to escape from everyday`s tasks. Canvas, paints brushes, the easel, and a multitude of colors: some of them are warm, others cold. I prepare everything comparing to the presentation of a lecture. I put all of them carefully next to me in a chaos only controlled by me.
How many times have we touched happiness? And if yes, have we also been aware at that moment that we have it? Have we been eager to keep it? Have we been proud of what we have? Have we been proud of what we have? Have you asked yourself when you have been proud for the last time? When have you known to really enjoy it?
A mistake, one after the another, it is human to make. The more we make a mistake the less comfortable we feel with ourselves.
We communicate with each other. We also communicate on our side and try to believe that we have been understood on the other side as well. Many of us also think that they have also abilities in this sense. We cannot perceive thinking that we have said someting the other maybe understood the contrary of what we intended to say.
Within many ways of living you try to adapt again and again. You take a facet of already existent things and try to polish it. You try to adapt it to what you like to do and what you want to obtain.