I guess there’s no need to write long stories in this section. If it’s predetermined, one day we’ll meet and you’ll know what I am. If it’s not, imagine the girl, who sways on the swing and says, that there are no rules of architecture for a castle in the clouds.
Yes, it’s me. Always painting objects as I feel them, not as I see them. Always lost in fantasies, symbols and interpretations. Always sincere and naïve. Always enjoying nonsenses, because they wake up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables me to laugh at life's realities. But there are always flowers for those, who want to see them.
I prefer winter and fall, when I feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show.
I like music, because it expresses what cannot be said and on what it is impossible to be silent. Also I like movies and theatre.
My formula for living is quite simple. I don’t lie to myself and never wish more than I can get. I mean, that if you know about dark tomorrow, if you stay kind of pessimistic, then you don't cry, if you smell the failure. It's not only very protective attitude, but also it teaches you how to get happy of a small things. In addition to this, I never regret things. Life is the art of drawing without an eraser. So all the good and bad things are you. They formed you. I think, you should be proud of that.
I believe in faith. Also in miracles and aliens. And I know, that I have the guardian angel. Furthermore, I know, that some ghost lives in my flat. He doesn’t let me to sleep at nights. It’s pretty enjoyable. Especially those moments, when you’re listening to music and almost fell asleep, but strange sounds all around you begin to dance. They mix with music and then you don’t know, whether you’re sleeping, or not, where reality or dreams is.
Now you think, that I use drugs? No, I don't use drugs, my dreams are frightening enough. But still the biggest disaster for me would be to lose memory, even sometimes it’s the only wish. Memories are your own and private treasure.
I like candies! And coffee.
I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.
I can sum up everything I've learned about life in three words: it goes on. Needless to say, it's changing. Also needless to say, that it doesn't get better. But when I remember, that we're all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained :)
My thoughts are my company. I can bring them together, select them, detain them, dismiss them. I don't need no other company. I live alone for years, I've get used to this and am absolutely satisfied with it.
Dreams have only one owner at the time. That's why dreamers are lonely.