Monday, August 3, 2009

Letters from humanity - 2

(Photo taken by Michelle Lambrechts @ Brussels 2009 Gay Pride)

Whats that?

Woww I can move it...

Who am I?

Who are those people around me?

Why are they staring at me?

All these creepy voices they're making, comes strange to ear...

Have I just said ear?

What am I doing here?

It was nice inside, I want to go back...


If we would have enough consciousness maybe these would be the first thoughts we'd remember from the first scenes of our lives.


But anyway we'd again choose to forget all those things maybe, and yet we are forgettin that we were all child someday... Trying to capture life from the eyes of a little boy or a girl is something that every men should do nowadays. We are not keeping on living you're aware of that? We're getting close to the end each passing day... Criticising people for what they're doin, tellin them stuff that is believed to be true(!), and with millions of things like those, life is passing by and nobody's aware of it. There's nothing weird about forgetting our childhood; we are forgetting to live our lives for ourselves...


In the photo above, a little child unaware of all the badness of the world we are leaving for him to handle, is just wondering what's on the shoulders of a young man's jacket. The man is young, perhaps 10 years ago the same jacket would pique his interest... And the young man is aware of that, smiling back at the child, maybe seeing the life through his eyes, who knows?


It musn't be that hard to remember we were all children once, we had fun together, we laughed, we played, we sang, there was no harm, there was no yelling, there once was something named love...


Why don't we just start searching it today? Be the smiling punker or someone who can smile back to the punker. I've been choosed to be the punker. What do you choose?



1 comment:

  1. Hi i would like to answer your poll sadly i am too late but i would vote for everybody knows I'm a lesbian, and my motto is if you don't like don't ask

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