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I never used words to cover my flaws, but rather to reveal my soul.

Paris Performance

Performance in Paris
13.08.2018

A few words. A bridge. A bit of kindness. And unexpected magic behind a door of surprises. That’s what me and Paris exchanged. Thank you for the uniqueness!

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Time

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07.07.2018

Time is in everything. It encapsulates space and completes fates constraints where four seconds earlier or four months later may mean a totally different path of destiny. And dont we wish it had been different! It presides over the doings and the undone with precise irresponsibility. For it never bears one, it just casts its causes and effects upon ourselves to carry for months, years or a lifetime until we are able to heal its irregularities. If we can.

And when we rebel against it, when we dont accept its misfits unto our serenity, when we fight with hope, patience and faith to change those pointers of a clock our way, we still might end up hurt during the process. While it, it never feels contrite.

Time with you has a different dimension, he said to me once. And I didnt understand what he meant back then. For I have loved and hated this notion with the same intensity, every time my car speeded up like a Ferrari to meet him and slowed down like an old carriage after dropping him off to a station. I have strived all my live to cheat on time, disregard it, disrespect it, shrink it and expand it to the expanse of my beliefs that freedom and feelings must interlace unscathed in harmony, without any constriction of time, timings, minutes or other extensions subdued to it. Many times I failed, other times it failed me. And most times my mind wouldnt give up without a fight against its volatile negligence. At least if I fell or hit the wall of hardships, I knew that those bruises were my cause for an outcome worthy of the cause.
They say it takes seven years to change the cells of your body and to get a new one. They also say that seven years of presence in somebodys life is a guaranteed sign of permanence. I guess when they change bodies together with you and they’ve seen all of your atoms, they might as well stay. But time should not define so easily over the frames of fitting. For it’s not the skin-change that matters, it’s what lies beneath. And sometimes one second is enough to know that one mole on a persons hand or a smile right after a kiss will stay for ages, over time and reminiscences.
We have a history, time and me. And I want to believe that its not it writing me, but me writing it. Full of nows, cleaned of nos, spiced with alacrity and dominated by passion in tune with the persistent hope that time itself exists mainly for joys to be lived. I dont want it to linger in the corners of woes and disappointments. I dont relinquish my space in its extent for negative thoughts and intents. In time, weve grown together the habit of coping with one another so that it persists in the shapes I give it when I think of it with intensity, adding fillers of smiles, caring thoughts, and keeping abreast my trust despite its odds.
I am not sure if I have fooled time or it fooled me by making me think I would win in front of it. But there is one thing I am sure of: every time it comes around with its ground rules to challenge me, I give it my best to use it fully so that I make out of those coincidences happenstances and that I can show him, afar or nearby, that he is appreciated.
And who knows, maybe I do fool itor as he says, I make a different dimension out of it.

(Soar, soaring-words.com, Picture credits: emp-online.com and Warner Bros. Entertainment, HP Publishing Rights)
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Everything is everything

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09.06.2018

Message no. 1. Place: Berlin. Time: midnight. Protagonist: he.
Message no. 2. Place: Berlin. Time: midnight. Protagonist: she.

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I thought I would write a few words to you. I saw you today and, you looked great, as always.
I thought I would write a few words to you. I saw you today and, you looked wonderful, as always.

I missed you but hugged you with a detached air, turning my cheek away from you. I am sorry I am too weak, or maybe too childish to show you that youre meaningful.
I missed you and I think I hugged you for too long, feeling my cheek redden with embarrassment. I am sorry, but your presence makes me strong and I cant stop my care bursting out with joy.

Your eyes, there’s something about them that makes me too attracted to you. And time, when spent with you, gains a different dimension, making me forget my place in this world.
Your smile, there’s something about it that makes me feel happy. And time, when spent with you, I feel it stops to watch us grow and makes me forget my place in this world.

I feel that you know me so well. You know all the roles I need to play every day, my words, my favourite quotes and my secret flaws more than any other woman in this world. And yet you’re still here and I wonder why I havent sacred you away.
I feel that you know me so well. You know all the roles I need to play every day, my words, my favourite quotes, my secrets and my flaws more than any other man in this world. Thats why I am still here unafraid to explore more, for a great imperfect growth.

You see, my past is full of expectations and abandonment from others.
You see, my past is based on innocence and hope two values Ive kept safe, despite all superficial attempts to hurt and to destroy the essence of my love.

And my future…well, I see myself small and bald in it, and I fear you will leave me for some fancy doctor with shiny teeth. I fear you will abandon me.
And my future…well, I see myself crossing the street holding your hand at 90. As you always guide me when I am lost and you care for my clumsiness. No fancy doctor could take your charm away.

I cant get too close to you and I cant love you…for I dont want to lose you, too. Maybe if I leave this city, it would be better for us both, as we’ll just ignore fate and call it off with an it is what it is quote.
I cant wait to come closer to your dreams, say yes to wishes and have a chance to love you finally. Fate gave us this city but I am willing to leave it for an “it is what we make of it” possibility.

And then time will just give us further chores, buddies to chat about insignificancies, arms to rest our sorrows in, and drinks to forget that we wanted to be loved.
And then time will just smile at our accomplishments, good friends’ company, great little things and travels to enrich our universes. Thats how I see us growing.

I saw you today and you looked amazing, like you always make me feel. I miss hugging you dearly. I think Id better leave this city.
I saw you today and you looked wonderful. I miss hugging you dearly. Lets meet tomorrow in the city.

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Two messages intersected in a night at the exact same time when two people confessed each others hearts. While time stood by and smiled.

(Soar, soaring-words. Picture: sameness. Picture credits: eskipaper.com)

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