Saturday, February 04, 2006

Discovering how time passes by!

I write about spheres, hotels, rooms, surfaces, liquids, inside-out, outside-in, inside-in, outside-out, pigs in cages, hearing colours, tasting sounds, looking at smells, touching tastes, smelling tastes…by travelling with me I discover how my self exits, coexists and as quick as it develops, it implodes and mutates with silent screams.

Unfortunately, as some always look at others to explain themselves, few look at themselves to explain themselves and even more few intake what others say about their self to really understand their "selfs"! This may sound as prejudice for some of you but it’s not…because I’m really trying to understand my self from the third point of view and that’s not easy (at least for me), since I’ve come to the conclusion that I’ve selfishly looked too much at me to understand me and haven’t listened enough to what others outlook me and why they build up and create such an image that may be closer to what I really am, than the one I really want to believe I am (my imaginary self)…

So I’ve mostly been struggling on me and nothing else but me…because I have no clear image of what I am and what I really want to become…it’s not that I’m completely lost or even close to that, just that I’ve been confronted with some aspects of me that left me uncomfortable, just because they are so true! Thanks to all of you for showing me “me”.

But right now I’ sure of several things: I love this city I live in and I want to stay here very strongly…I made some amazing friends here that really strengthen my will to stay here. In this city, I fell in love like I believe I never had before and on the post of the 23rd of January 2006, I mention you bERTA as that the one I love so much and dearly.
This, in conjugation with my self discovering that this persons and city have provided me, will make me grow closer to what I really am.
Of course, in Viana and Porto some of my most precious persons live up there…I do not forget all of you…
Thanks for reading…

I.M.H.

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