I have a friend. He says it’s important to not ruin perfection with things. Silence is perfection. Words are limitations, barriers to perfect communication and leave memories imprinted with tags that make things...small. Idealism, isn’t it?(video at the end of the post)
Friday, 20 May 2016
Thursday, 14 January 2016
So there's this woman who is an artist. I mean she is a true artist. She acts and she writes and she performs them so well. She writes about society. About change. About problems. And reality.
This video is about the reality we read every day in our newspapers. The reality that is printed every morning in newspapers and the reality that we cannot help avoid. The reality that we ignore in words but see in the world.
An ordinary day. Ruined by some people who probably don't even deserve to be called people. This is about us.
Wednesday, 1 July 2015
I think I am in love. I don't know with what exactly. Haven't given it much thought. Maybe it's with the beauty of the world, this same imperfect, unfair world that I had grown to resent once in a while.
Maybe it's with the heights of human endeavour I see every day- improving bit by bit, minute by minute, day by day. Maybe it's the smile of a stranger- a small child who has much to know, but manages to smiles at what he does know.