Space of Possibilities

Life is the growing line that moves through a Space of Possibilities changing it into a Space of Impossibilities.

Feeling alive is the effort to ignore that second part.

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Dissected Van Gogh, Dali, Picasso

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I’m waiting for you to be happy,

Because to make you happier

I need you to be happy first.

I’m waiting for you to have plenty of time

Because when you have just some

You don’t have time to plan that time.

I’m waiting for you to sing again

Not for me but next to me

And maybe then for me again.

And I’m waiting for flowers.

Or paper flowers.

Or hand drawn flowers.

Or “I cooked the dinner” flowers.

Or “I’m not giving you for granted” flowers.

I’m waiting for you to come back,

Because I’m not there,

And nor there are flowers.

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Farewell.

(via for-all-mediocrities)

Lyrics and music by B. Okudzhava

As long as the world’s still turning,
As long as the air’s still sweet,
Lord, won’t you give to all of us
Whatever it is we need.
Give a mind to the wise one,
A shield to the enemy,
Give some gold to the happy man,
And don’t forget about me.

As long as the world’s still turning,
Lord, if it be your will,
Give to the hungry for power
A kingdom to rule his fill.
Give some rest to the generous
Under a shady tree,
Wash the stain from the face of Cain,
And don’t forget about me.

I know that your powers are wondrous,
I believe that your ways are wise,
The way that a fallen soldier
Believes he’s in paradise,
The way every breathing being
Believes in your gentle word,
The way, in our utter oblivion,
We keep on believing, oh Lord.

My all-wise, my all-merciful,
My sweet Lord of sea-green eyes,
As long as the world’s still turning
To its eternal surprise,
As long as it still has plenty of
Fire and destiny,
Give a little to everyone,
And don’t forget about me.