It might have happened to you. Suddenly, with no reason, you find yourself unable to create, if you are an artist, to write, if you are a writer, or simply to post if you are a blogger. It happened to me almost 2 years ago. During this time, I could never explain why I did not feel like writing. Now when I look back, I have this feeling that, at some point, my soul started a journey. A journey to find some new meaning to life, some lost ingredients to soul, to find something that I think was "me".
It was like moulting. I started changing my skin; and that was my personality, my reaction to the outside world, my perception of external world. And what is this external world? Not only people and things around me, but also the definitions I have in mind from the values, the morality and from concepts such as loneliness, love, commitment, faith. I have not found all my answers yet -and I will be the happiest person ever if I ever do- but at least I know what I am looking for.
Now I can feel the changes happening inside me. I can see the new skin forming and shaping my soul. I feel like the eyes watching "me" from above. I see his highs and lows. Sometimes I enjoy the show, sometimes not. Sometimes this "me" surprises me! By showing silly reactions to the inputs! And he cannot help it. Sometimes, he becomes happy from very simple things. Sometimes he gets angry from so superficial things that could make him think less of people who care about them. But these strange experiences happens only once. He learns his lessons fast. At night he is confused, in the morning the confusion is gone and again he finds himself in peace with the world. At night he is angry, in the morning he finds it funny how easily he got angry about nothing. At night he thinks he is surrounded by stupid people, in the morning he finds himself one of them. And the list goes on and on.
I am back.
It was like moulting. I started changing my skin; and that was my personality, my reaction to the outside world, my perception of external world. And what is this external world? Not only people and things around me, but also the definitions I have in mind from the values, the morality and from concepts such as loneliness, love, commitment, faith. I have not found all my answers yet -and I will be the happiest person ever if I ever do- but at least I know what I am looking for.
Now I can feel the changes happening inside me. I can see the new skin forming and shaping my soul. I feel like the eyes watching "me" from above. I see his highs and lows. Sometimes I enjoy the show, sometimes not. Sometimes this "me" surprises me! By showing silly reactions to the inputs! And he cannot help it. Sometimes, he becomes happy from very simple things. Sometimes he gets angry from so superficial things that could make him think less of people who care about them. But these strange experiences happens only once. He learns his lessons fast. At night he is confused, in the morning the confusion is gone and again he finds himself in peace with the world. At night he is angry, in the morning he finds it funny how easily he got angry about nothing. At night he thinks he is surrounded by stupid people, in the morning he finds himself one of them. And the list goes on and on.
I am back.



1 comments:
welcome back hon!
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