Remembering who we are

Surrounded by circumstances.  That's always  life and we realise it sometimes.

One of the most exciting things in London could be the attitude. Today my friend and i were sat in a stone bench next to Soho, a very nice neighborhood here in London. There was a randomer sat alone looking to the sky. He asked us if we minded being on a photo he was going to take, and well… i would have said yes, but actually I replied no. He took it, we kept having lunch and, two seconds after, he told us well… you were not in the photo, we laugh, looked at each other and kept eating. As far as he returned to his original position like a chameleon changes its color, he firmly stood up and started again from the very beginning. As we finished our lunch… tried to went our way to the tube but the individual suddenly said; “well I pretended you both being in my photo but you are leaving”. After experiencing this weird and estrange situation, what should I think about attitude here? What do you make out of all this? -          Randomers go...

I’ve lost my fear of flying I believe in you I could believe in us I may never come back to you in public But never give up If there is no hope Then, I’ll come back to you. And if you answer me We are not strangers any more I won’t imagine us in that virtual world At least it was nice, And you may realize The force that the corruption of love has inside Only when there is no more hope Only when it is no longer alive  

We pass most of our daily time sat in a little blue square going from one place to another inside the tube. Well...as i am new in all this stuff i'd say that it is either useless or a waste of time, but, in fact, it is not. Since the very first moment we are alone surrounded by the crowd, we start thinking and thinking is a very fruitful action. It lets you know a new world, opening new paths which are meant to be different ways of escaping from reality, since what you think is fictional and does not become real until you make it real. So once you've reached the place, that fantastic place you are looking forward to, stand up and make it real. The fact of acquiring different perspectives in life is such a pleasure. Moreover, Homer would say that it has a moral, and a purpose indeed. In spite of being this a structuralist point of view, let me show you the romantic one. And when i say romantic i do not mean "love" i mean 18th century thoughts. What would say Wordswo...

As it comes from the virtual world of ideas, you make it real. There is your body and soul asking to be one single entity, what they do not know is what they actually are, two separate beings, two virtual things, as a social virtual platform, because at the end they will end up being dust. It does not matter what you do, neither what you believe in, nor where you come from. Everything will be dust. But that duality is real, as a kiss from a rose, as a flower that grows, as a heart pounding. Every single entity that exists by its own is real, the problem is when two single entities become one, when they pretend to be what they are not.  Don´t ask, Don´t think. Please reflect.