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What is really life? What is the real life? What could it be?...Questions that every human beeing has surely asked so far.The perception upon life can change from day to day.Today life seems to me an ensemble of choices...On the whole, life is choosing...not living the way you choose, not choosing the way you live your live, but living your life making choices. What you choose does not depend entirely on you...it depends so very much on the others...on how the others choose to live their life, on how they live to choose. Reality does not exist. It only exists in the virtual, mental perception of each one of us. So reality, and therefore life, is never the same for 2 people. Life is the reality you choose to see.Personality is the way you choose to act;the way you allow yourself to act, to be seen by others, to be.You can choose a way to be for the social reason of self-integration in a certain pattern, in a certain type of society. The fear of rejection is the reason for which people choose ways of behaving themselves, the unexplainable experiences of the past turn into the unexplainability and the vagueness of the future.The multitude of choices suddenly turns into a void, a void where this multitude vanishes and where there are no more choices to be made.Choices imply behaviors, behaviors imply attitudes, attitudes imply actions and actions imply words.
To speak or not to speak? To launch the storm of feelings, thoughts, dreams, desires, wishes, longings, lost hopes caring for your own spirit without giving a damn on the other's choices, on the other's life? Or to suffocate the burst of life that comes from within, to struggle yourself to turn that storm into idleness, to give them all up because they don't fit in the reality you see, the reality that surrounds you and that takes you up like a tornado takes away a broken roof? A roof that simply could not be strong enough to survive its surrounding reality.
They say you live the way you choose to, that you have the life you want to have.But little did they know that life listenes to nobody.It is not aware of its virtual "twin", the one that lives in everyone of us, the one that wants so badly to come out to the surface, the one who struggles to death to overtake the other life.So what do all of you "wise people" really know? How can you all "demagogues" can speak, by just pretending to "listen" to the others? Where are your ears at? You have all killed your inner voices, your true YOU and turned into some kind of prototypes, into the same robots the society trend wants to have.The heartbreaking reality is the one you see, the one you speak about, the one with which you snap everybody's dreams each and every single day.
Returning to choices, you can choose to go with the flow, slowly killing your true self, dieing on the inside, but getting to be regarded as a king, as the embodyment of power, strength and effectiveness, or you can choose the road backwards: guiding your life by the things that make your spirit whole, risking the social disregardness and getting used to solitude.
That is the way my eyes have seen life so far, that's how my house looks in the middle of the tornado.I cannot choose the tornado's path, I can only choose the future construction and replacement of my house.With or without a roof.