Like a flowing river... serene and placcid

Like a flowing river the words flowed flawlessly into my soul. I am not the only one who will be feeling this at the end of a journey called, "Like a flowing river". But still, I may a few among those to write about it.

Because it has lived its life intensely
the parched grass still attracts the gaze of passers-by
The flowers merely flower,
and they do this as well as they can
The white lily, blooming unseen in the valley
Does not need to explain itself to anyone;
It lives merely for beauty
Men, however, cannot accept that 'merely'

If tomatoes wanted to be melons,
they would look completely ridiculous
i am always amazed
that so many people concerned
with wanting to be what they are not;
what's the point of making yourself look ridiculous?

You don't always have to pretend to be strong
there's no need to prove all the time that everything is going well,
you shouldn't be concerned about what other people are thinking
cry if you need to.
its good to cry out all your tears
(because only then will you be able to smile again)

Mitsuo Aida (1924 - 1991)

This is the 25th year of my life. Not a very good one if you look at it from the view of pragmatists. No work, no work and no work. Waiting to let my parents to let me start studying. I have been reading a lot, writing a lot and of course sleeping a lot.