Well…I found what I’ve been looking for for so long 18+
Saint Creature Here it is: Read More
Saint Creature
Don’t promise that we will be together forever here, in joy and sorrow…
Because our souls are no longer here to heal them,
the incurably ill…
Diptych “Void”
Sometimes certain things in my head come together into a composition that is mostly understandable only to me.
The scars of your love remind me of us..
..They keep me thinkin’ that we almost had it all..
No Way Out
This is the third creative work on a song by the Halflives band and, more importantly, the third work on a song from the album “How Much a Heart Can Take Before It Breaks”. I had a dream to do a work on each song from it. Read More
Magic numbers
Far from “magic,” but I’m often surrounded by “magic numbers.” What are they? Well, like…
When you look at the clock and it’s either 10:10 or, like today, 10:40 on the 10th of the 10th of the month at a temperature of 10 degrees, and if you combine all the tens, you get 40. There would still be 10% of battery left and it would be really nice. Isn’t that right?…
Pain is the way to get out of your pain..
Who hurt you, babe?
It wasn’t me, babeWas it society? Reality?Your tragic sexuality? Ah.. Read More
Silent
In a broad sense, I just want silence now. No people, no conversations, no outside world. Only my inner self is sooooooooo limited socially. I don’t want new people. I don’t want to let anyone in at all. Because I don’t see the point in that. I’m a complete person and right now what I have in myself is enough for me to just move on with my life and do my thing. I don’t need people for that. At all.
Answer
Sometimes, life throws us answers to questions that worried us. In fact, all her “openness” was just a shell. Why? Because…today Instagram gave me her profile. No, not the one where she blocked me. Not a creative one. But a real profile. With her photo on the avatar and her real name. So…what is a fake person worth? Probably a fake attitude. Probably, we should tell more.
Usually people start left-wing accounts and write from them to always have the opportunity to disappear from your life. So all this communication was done immediately exclusively “for the sake of intrigue”, and not communication as such. With the opportunity to erase myself from my universe if something goes wrong. And this is probably convenient. But not entirely honest. Was this person a manipulator and an energy vampire? Now I think so. Because…everything says so.
So let’s just leave her behind and move on 🙂
Stronger
The last few days have been very difficult and I feel like I lack some kind of support. But on the other hand, I don’t need it, because I don’t know what it should be. There is no force that would change anything in my life more than I can do on my own. But sometimes I don’t have enough strength to drag this world along.
Today, as an example, I was stopped by the police for the first time in my life. For…driving a three-wheeled electric scooter. I didn’t break anything, the scooter has a 1.5 kW engine and, accordingly, is not a mechanical vehicle according to our laws, so it doesn’t require registration and a license, but, at the same time, that’s exactly what they asked me for. Why? Because there was nothing else to complain about. I was driving according to the rules, the lights were on, I turned on the turn signal where it should be, we were both riding in helmets. Moreover, they specifically drove after us and caught up with us by about 1.5-2 kilometres. That is, they were driving after us purposefully. It’s hard to say whether it was to see if I was eligible for military service and why I’m still not fighting (they even asked me about the reason for my exclusion from the register), or to ask about the new transport in the city, but they let me go without any written or verbal warning. It’s hard to say what it was, but it’s unpleasant.
Often the world is tougher on us than it should be, because today, epically, I was almost hit by a car that didn’t let me through when I was driving on the main road. No matter how you say it, everyone is always “right” except me. Life? Ugh…