wrong approach

I have done a lot of bad things in my life. I’ve cheated, I've lied, I’ve made a fool out of myself and others, but not until now have I realized that’s the only way to be remembered in a way. I’ve always lived with the impression that I have to do something to change our living world, and I always thought of that "something" to be a nice gesture, something that’s good and inspiring for the human kind. But now it all makes sense. There aren’t a lot of positive grand gestures in history. I mean everybody knows about the two WWs, the holocaust, the nuclear explosions and the latest theaters are the pollution and global warming. How many people know about peace agreements and that in each and every one of them there are articles regarding children’s education and that usually those are never fulfilled? How many people know about the critical situation in Africa where children die of pneumonia - which I had had three times -, filthy water, or even worse - hunger? Can you imagine how it feels to actually die because of starvation? To die tortured because your body is too weak to even try and survive? Well, this happens to children that haven’t even turned 6 yet. When you see or hear about something like that it makes you question God and how can he allow all this suffering in the world. At least, that’s how it made me feel some time ago. Now, I just think it’s not his job to save them from above, but ours to do it from right here. This doesn’t mean I don’t question him harshly about lots of things, but one thing he’s done rightly is the PR. we all know about what’s happening around us. No one can say he’s never heard of such poverty and sickness, but why do we do nothing? How selfish can anyone be not to care about anything but his own well being? I’ve heard lots of people saying "we have to deal with the children in our area first, but god damn it, who helps the far away ones? I don’t know why I’m so close tight to God tonight, but now I’m beginning to understand his idea of Noe and his arch. Only now there are people to be saved or drowned. But then again, who is really entitled to do the choosing? Are we ever gonna change the world by many small gestures that belong to many many men? Or do we need a power from above to drawn us all and start over?

a chance to live

it`s 2:40 in the morning and i can`t sleep. it`s something on my mind. a man actually, but not that kind of a man that doesn`t call or makes me wonder shit about him. it`s about a great man. you see, for the past few months we`ve been raising money at school for this girl that needs a brain surgery and her operation is scheduled for april 27th. at first, i thought we could never raise 25 ooo euros, but now this feeling seems so far away. not only we did that, but today we`ve been to the mayor`s office and he, without even pausing for a gasp, gave us another 5000. like i was asking him to pass the salt. i didn`t realise it back then, but now i see that these gestures come only with great men. it doesn`t matter if you come from a wealthy family, or if you had the best education in the world, for people in need, it only matters how big your heart really is. he could have made us stalk him, or made our efforts worth the money, but he just thought, for a second only, of the poor girl and said: "come tomorrow for the money". and that was it. and now i wonder, what really takes to be that kind of person? not to think of what else you could have done with the money or is this girl really worth my money? just to give it away hoping that you can improve someone else`s life. and damn straight he did. she`s gonna be just fine. the procedure will go perfectly well, and the recovery will be easy and complete and this girl will have another chance to live. amazing.

Startovers

Yesterday I got to thinking about startovers. What actually is a start over? People call it a new beginning, a new way of starting your life usually after something has happened that influenced your living in a way. So what happens to the past? Is our life like a written diary? And if so, can we rip the pages and erase the past?

I believe in starting your life again, but I don’t believe in changing who you are. People never change. Even though a part of them changes, it can be the looks of the spirit, but deep down you are and always be who you’ve ever been. People can start doing different things, can change their lifestyle, their friends and habits, people can detoxify, but what I mean is that you can’t become a whole different person over night.

We are tied down to so many things we don’t even realize.

I personally thought I’m not tied to anything until so little time ago. I had this plan of going to UCU and everything seemed so right until all this thoughts came through my mind some night while I was talking to S. and then I realized it all made sense. All that L. said about us starting that dancing club together and me staying in the city for the next couple of years. That’s practically starting a life together. I don’t know what I want to do. I want to study law so much, but also dancing has always meant so much for me. Now I feel like it’s all falling apart…

I wish I could stick to my decisions, but most of the times I change my mind. Not in all matters, but in some I do. And I just want to be sure I’m making the right ones once in a while. But then, can you ever know you made the right decision? Everything is considered to be right, until proven wrong. But then again, how can you always tell the difference between right and wrong? And most important: do you always have to do what’s right?