Weird days in the nature

We bridge our distances.We always loved each other.We just didn't know how to show it.

We check our beds and blankets for scorpions.It's like a grave,he says,with the shutters closed.We visit each other's house.Again and again.The earth is too small for us.We hear stories we never had imagined before.We get drunk.We have fun.We sink in silence.We watch movies.We wanna fall in love.We wish some things were different.We hate our parents the one moment,we love them the other.I'm only jealous of their songs.They're beautiful.We fight.We are bored.We entertain our boredom.In the past,when humans had a secret,they were climbing on the highest mountain,they were finding a hole in a tree and they were whispering their secret.Then they were covering the hole with mud.He said the love is a matter of timing.There's no use in falling in love too early or too late.We prepare ourselves for things that might never happen.We brush our teeth.

Dad is downstairs plays darkly his harmonica.

I sit at the window,staring outside.

I hate this place.

I love this place.

p.s.Thank you for your wishes!I hope all of you had (and have and will have) a great time!

Merry Christmas to all!

Just a quick post to wish you Merry Christmas!I hope you all have a great time!
I'm leaving for a couple of days for holidays with my family and friends.
See you soon,
Kat
C:

The word "try" and the new year's resolutions.

I say I wanna travel around the world.
But I don't even know half of my city.
I guess this could be in my new-year-resolutions-list.To explore my whole city.
I wanna make that list.To set some goals.And try to achieve them.I don't like the word try.
It's like deep inside you you already have accepted the fact that you may not achieve them.
Look at you.You're about to set some goals which you say it doesn't matter if you won't achieve them.
I don't know about you but I never had strong will-power.
And I don't like that.Not giving a damn about anything.
I don't want to be like that.I want to be strong.To achieve my goals.Not try to achieve them.
But first of all I have to set them.
Maybe that's why I postpone creating a new-year-resolutions list.
I don't know what is it that I truly want.
What is worth to commit.
I have to think about it.
And I don't feel like thinking about it right now.Perhaps a little later.

Ice skating

I wish my letters had a receiver.

The color of praline

Her toes were long and weird.Her feet huge.Her legs skinny.Her  hips disproportional to her legs.Her skin rough.Her belly.A valley between two hillocks,her chest.Her armpit's pit.Her well-shaped lips.
Her ordinary eyes,with dark circles.
But somebody outhere saw something extraordinary in them.
They had the color of praline.

I wish my wishes were possible to come true.

Me and my sister in the last photo.(god!How much I love the little letters!)

I wish   my house's ceiling was made of glass,so I could see the sky.

I wish  I could   turn up and down  the volume in my ears.

I could put them in silent whenever I want.

To hear only my thoughts.

Or I could turn the volume to the max.

To hear the people's discussions on the streets.The laughters of the people in other countries.The rain in other continent.To hear the earth breathing.

I wish the day had more than just 24 hours.They're not enough.I don't have enough time to live each day.

I wish I could express myself in English,the way I do in my native language.

I'm really tired.Tired of myself.Tired of not doing my best.

• But I'm proud for posting so often here.Seriously,it's like a habbit to me now.And I can't stand seeing the same post everytime I see my blog.
• I also created a formspring.So you can ask whatever you want.I think it's gonna be fun.

I'm off to sleep actually.The best time of the day!

Our greedy nature

There are kinds of humans.
Some of them are cursed to never be satisfied.
All of us are like this.Some of us more.Some others less.
We are humans.We are greedy.
Otherwise we would still be in the caves.
It was good there too.
But we didn't stop there.We wanted more.
And that's pretty much how we got here.
It's our nature.
But I do believe that people are different one another.
Some of them are peaceful and satisfied with their lives.
They don't want things to change.They try hard to keep the things the way they are.
But  other ones will never stop trying to find the perfect.
And they will never find it.
Cause simply the perfect doesn't exist.
But some people simply can't stop chasing what they want.
Or at least trying to find what is it that they want.
Only to realise after they find it that what they once wanted isn't enough anymore.
And this chase never stops.

Post in response to Ion's.

Drunk

It was snowing yesterday.Something really rare for our city.
We all were excited.
I wish I could hope at least that it will keep snowing until everything is covered with snow.
But I couldn't.
Damn weather forecast!You destroyed my hopes!
I wish I didn't know that the weather will be warmer tomorrow.I wish I could hope.

• I've been thinking:

Why we have to be drunk to be honest and reveal our true thoughts?

Why we find it hard to speak the truth when we're sober?

Why it always has to be so complicated?

She talks.
Her words don't reach my ears.Distant hum.
Maybe all this noise made sense another day.
Today I'm not here.
I stand up.
I'm going outside through the closed window.
I'm flying in the atmosphre.
I mess up with the gas fumes.With the clouds.With the sweetness of the morning.
I'm sitting at the school's roof.
I sunbathe.The sun blinds me;it fondles my body.
The sun,my lover.
I let the noise and the hums of the waking city enter inside of me through the pores of my skin.
I'm the city.I'm the day.I am the earth.
And the sun is my lover.
Cars are running on my skin.The mountains are my breast.My armpits,the lakes.Μy belly,the valleys.
A butterfly sits on my lips.
The bell rings.

In the memory of Alexandros Grigoropoulos

All the students on the streets.Like today,two years ago Alexis,a 15-year-old boy was shot by a cop.

The observer

We were at a party.
I was in the middle.
The others were around me.
Socializing.
Telling stupid jokes.
Most of them were indifferent,chatty and a little stupid.
I was laghing.I like stupid jokes.
I liked him a little bit.
At this orgasm of life and energy,he was standing distant.
And quiet.
He was smiling.
Shy.Introvert.He seemed to be smart.
Maybe it was because he wasn't exposing himself,so you could notice his weaknesses.
Not participating but observing things from distance gives you an advantage.
You understand much more things.
About the current situation.
About how people work.
And he was at this advantageous position.
And he knew it.
Somewhere inside him he was looking down on the others.
He was feeling better.
When we were looking each other,there was this secret agreement between us.
Because we resemble at this.
Deep inside me I'm like this.

Observer.

Listener.

Regardless if I'm really trying to change it.
'Cause sometimes I think while observing life,you miss living life.
And at the middle of the people around me,with the noise and the laughs,
I was observing.
Isn't it tragicalness this?
Struggling to defeat you nature?

Mathematics #1

pics taken by  Ion

X∈ℝ

X belongs to the real numbers.R is its domain of definition.

The domain of definition or simply the domain of a function is the set of "input" or argument values for which the function is defined. 

Where do I belong?Which is my domain of definition?How am I defined?

Which values define me?

When I'm with mum I'm confident.I could even say I'm snob.

With dad I'm sophisticated,mature.

With my sister,I'm me.I'm acting smart or I'm acting silly.

When I'm alone,at the end of the day,lying on my bed,I'm full of thought,concerns and feelings.

Sometimes I'm introvert.Sometimes I'm extrovert.

I guess limiting my ego behind labels will lead me nowhere.