Categorie: rânduri de gânduri

The day the colors were chosen, the Autumn was the third to choose… First, it was the Spring. It took all the bright colors and the green of revival. Then it came the Summer. It took the yellow for the sun, the blue for the sky and lots of colors for the flowers. Then, the Autumn. It had the least and also the most to pick up from. It took all the edges of more »

when things don’t change, change perspective!it might work.

energy flows. matter transforms. people change. history repeats. life goes on.

I inspire, I get inspiredI expire, I aspire one for breathing, one for beingone for living, one for feeling

If a liar is the man who doesn’t tell the truth, the man who tells the truth, who is he? just the man who says the truth? no one-word for him?‘Liar’ doesn’t have a one-word antonym?? is it so difficult to find find one so they didn’t named him?… hard to believe… seems like a dictionary conspiracy 🙂

if I were a particle, I would be right now in the Brownian motion preceding the new me

Take a story. Let’s say two people and an apple. And a pet. A snake pet. Then, fly in time. Give them the story and see what you get. *a long long time ago: you give them the story, they don’t get yet. what’s a pet?! if it walks, it could be great food.*10.000 years BC: you give them the story, and they ask: where are they? if they join us, the tribe will grow more »

melancholia is the killer of a healthy present