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Forests may be gorgeous but there is nothing more alive than a tree that learns how to grow in a cemetery

SOME THINGS I’VE LEARNED

SOME THINGS I’VE LEARNED
I’ve learned…
that you cannot make someone love you.
All you can do is be someone who can be loved.
The rest is up to them.

I’ve learned…
that no matter how much I care,
some people just don’t care back.

I’ve learned…
that it takes years to build up trust,
and only seconds to destroy it.

I’ve learned…
that it’s not what you have in your life,
but Who you have in your life, that counts.

I’ve learned…
that you can get by on charm for
about fifteen minutes.
After that, you’d better know something.

I’ve learned…
that you shouldn’t compare yourself
to the best others can do.

I’ve learned…
that you can do something in an instant
that will give you heartache for life.

I’ve learned…
that it’s taking me a long time to
become the person I want to be.

I’ve learned…
that you should always leave loved
ones with loving words.
It may be the last time you see them.

I’ve learned…
that you can keep going long after you can’t.

I’ve learned…
that we are responsible for what we do,
no matter how we feel.

I’ve learned…
that either you control your attitude
or it controls you.

I’ve learned…
that regardless of how hot and steamy a
relationship is at first, the passion fades
and there had better be something else
to take its place.

I’ve learned…
that heroes are the people who do what
has to be done when it needs to be done,
regardless of the consequences.

I’ve learned…
that money is a lousy way of keeping score.

I’ve learned…
that my best friend and I can do anything
or nothing and have the best time.

I’ve learned…
that sometimes the people you expect to
kick you when you’re down will be the
ones to help you get back up.

I’ve learned…
that sometimes when I’m angry I have
the right to be angry, but that doesn’t
give me the right to be cruel.

I’ve learned…
that true friendship continues to grow,
even over the longest distance.
Same goes for true love.

I’ve learned…
that just because someone doesn’t love
you the way you want them to doesn’t
mean they don’t love you with all they have.

I’ve learned…
that maturity has more to do with what
types of experiences you’ve had and
what you’ve learned from them and less to do
with how many birthdays you’ve celebrated.

I’ve learned…
that you should never tell a child their
dreams are unlikely or outlandish.
Few things are more humiliating, and what
a tragedy it would be if they believed it.

I’ve learned…
that your family won’t always be there
for you. It may seem funny, but people
you aren’t related to can take care of you
and love you and teach you to trust
people again.
Families aren’t biological.

I’ve learned…
that no matter how good a friend is,
they’re going to hurt you every once in
a while and you must forgive them for that.

I’ve learned…
that it isn’t always enough to be
forgiven by others.
Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.

I’ve learned…
that no matter how bad your heart
is broken the world doesn’t stop
for your grief.

I’ve learned…
that our background and circumstances
may have influenced who we are, but we
are responsible for who we become.

I’ve learned…
that just because two people argue,
it doesn’t mean they don’t love each other.
And just because they don’t argue, it
doesn’t mean they do.

I’ve learned…
that we don’t have to change friends
if we understand that friends change.

I’ve learned…
that you shouldn’t be so eager to
find out a secret.
It could change your life forever.

I’ve learned…
that two people can look at the exact same
thing and see something totally different.

I’ve learned…
that no matter how you try to protect
your children, they will eventually get hurt
and you will hurt in the process.

I’ve learned…
that your life can be changed in a matter
of hours by people who don’t even know you.

I’ve learned…
that even when you think you have no more
to give, when a friend cries out to you,
you will find the strength to help.

I’ve learned…
that credentials on the wall do not make
you a decent human being.
Nor is the lack of credentials indicative
of one’s ability to help.

I’ve learned…
that the people you care about most in
life are taken from you too soon.

I’ve learned…
that it’s hard to determine where to draw
the line between being nice and not
hurting people’s feelings.

I’ve learned…
that it is not always easy to stand up for
what you believe. Some may persecute you.
Don’t be surprised if you hear the most
clamor from those who love you the most.

The mind is the target

I know that they never point at feet.
Brain – this is their Target, bear it in mind, will you?
Ξέρω πως ποτέ δε σημαδεύουνε στα πόδια.
Στο μυαλό είναι ο Στόχος, το νου σου ε;

IF I WAS A WOMAN I’D WRITE THIS LETTER

What are woman? What is this creature? Just bone of your bone. Oh, no! Not so bad! You love women, you believe beautiful women are created to delight your gaze, maintain your self-esteem. Ordinary women should provide you proper comfort, and ugly – they simply do not exist. They do not exist, they are below the threshold of your attention.

My dear, selfish man! How I hate you! This sense ripened in my head long, but it has matured. In the end, I have no less intellect than you. You often laugh the edge God created a woman of – is the only bone without brain. Okay. But a woman fully received God’s gift – an immortal soul. Woman becomes wiser with age, because soul is a repository of wisdom. Women’s heart is still not subject to your mind, and you are so annoyed by this!

You men are our protection and support in this cruel world, in the course of evolution you have not purchased accumulated wisdom of generations. You wasted yourselves on fun. In an age of technological advances you are moving from horses of flesh and blood to soulless iron wagons, and as the universality of this vehicle is greatly exaggerated, and you are using poor women’s shoulders. Family caregivers, you think working in low-jobs is below a man’s dignity, you do not want to load a double load, because you need time for contemplation of the world’s imperfections. And a woman is another imperfect work.

You raise cooking or cleaning the house to the rank of a feat, and require a minimum three weeks’ vacation after it. However, this is just a day job for a woman.

Male! You promised me, a weak woman, protection from this world, support and care. And every day you repeat me I am worthless, that I cannot live without you. And every day you show me your bad mood, poor health, conflicts with other men. I hate you because for you my work means a cheerful twittering, and your one is hard work. I hate you for what your friends represent business negotiations, and my meetings – some sort of fun. Your late coming home – the need for production, but mine – strange walking at night. I hate your exploits in the household, which are usual pastime for me.

I hate you for that I am a bad mother, and you are a wonderful father, even if you forgot about your child’s birthday. I hate you for that you can slamm the door at any time, without going into details of why and where you go, but if I allow myself such a trick, I can be sure the locks will be changed. I hate you because you made our child a hostage to my good behavior. I hate you for what I always hear: dear, I will solve all your problems! And after some time: I’m busy, I have no time, but this is your problem!

I hate you for what you want to see me weak, but always check for survival. You are infuriated with my helplessness. You go mad because of my strength and endurance. I hate you for that considering yourself stronger, you constantly humiliate me. Attacks on a weak person is a sign of cowardice.

I hate you, because if I go, I’ll be a bad woman with a terrible temper, which does not understand the happiness she had lost. I hate you for that if you leave, you’ll be a misunderstood genius who had escaped from the shackles of bourgeois life.

G. THOUGHTS

The paradox of one time in history is that we have
taller buildings but shorter tempers,wider freeways
but narrower viewpoints.We spend more,
but we have less,we buy more, but enjoy less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families,more
conveniences,but less time. We have more degrees
but less sense, more knowledge ,but less judgment,
more experts,yet more problems, more medicine,
but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too mucj, spend too
recklessly, laugh too little,drive too fast,get too angry,
stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little,
watch TV too much and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions,but reduced our values.
We talk too much, love too seldom and hate too ofen.
We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life!
We’ve added years to life not life to years.
We’ve been all the way to the moon and back,
buthave trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.
We conquered outer space but not inner space.
We’ ve done langer things , but not better things.
We’ ve cleaned up the air,but polluted the soul.
We ‘ve conquered the atom ,but not our prejudice.
We write more, learn less,we plan more,
but accomplish less.We’ve learned to rush,
but not to wait. We build more computers to hold
more information,to produce more copies than ever
but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow
digestion,big men and small character,
sleep profits and shallow relationships.
These are the days of two incomes but more divorce,
fancier houses,but broken homes.
These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers,
throwaway morality ,one night stands,overweight bodies
and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet,to kill.
It’s a time when there is much in the showroom window
and nothing in the sockroom.
Remember to spend some time with your loved ones
beacause they are nt going to be around forever.
Remember to say a kind word to someone
who looks up to you in awe,because that little person
soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember to give warm hug to the one next to you,
because that is the only treasure you can give with
your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.
Remember to say ” I love you” to your partner
and your loved ones,but most of all mean it.
A kiss and an embrace will mend
when it comes from deep inside you.
Remember to hold hands cherish the moment
for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love,give time to speak
and give time to share the precious
thoughts in your mind.
AND REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of
breaths we take,but the moments
that take our breath away.

GREETINGS FROM GREECE

DEATH

Death is always on the way, but the fact that you don’t know when it will arrive seems to take away from the finiteness of life. It’s that terrible precision that we hate so much. But because we don’t know, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that’s so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.

TOURIST OR TRAVELER? ΤΟΥΡΙΣΤΑΣ Η ΤΑΞΙΔΙΩΤΗΣ;

I dont think of my self as a tourist;Im a traveler. The difference is one of time, I’d explain: Whereas the tourist general hurries back home at the end of few weeks or months, the traveler belonging no more to one place than the next, moves slowly. over periods of years, for one part of the earth to another…. another important difference between tourist and traveler is that the former accept his own civilization without question; not so the traveler who copares it the others and reject those elements he finds not his living….

Σου στέλνω κάρτες

από ένα μέρος

που δεν είμαι.

Δεν είμαστε τουρίστες

είμαστε ταξιδιώτες.

Τουρίστας είναι κάποιος

που σκέπτεται να επιστρέψει

σπίτι του

τη στιγμή που φτάνει

στο προοπισμό του.

Ενω ένας ταξιδιώτης

μπορεί να μην επιστρέψει ποτε!

PAUL  BOWLES- THE SHELTERING SKY

The Ferrymans Hut

Let’s drink to the health of the mad (Aς πιούμε στην υγειά των τρελών)

Let’s drink to the health of the mad, the misfit, the rebels, the troublemakers.
To those who see things differently that do not honor the rules, do not respect class …
He may be praised, to argue, to their tsitareis to distrust, to glori

fy them or their

backbiting. But you can not ignore them. Why change things. Find, imagine, help, investigate, create, inspire. Pushing ahead everything. Perhaps, it should be mad. How else will look at an empty canvas and see a work of art, or do you sit in silence and i hear that song has not been written? Where some see crazy, we see genius. Because people who are crazy enough to believe what can change the world are the ones who in the end do

Aς πιούμε στην υγειά των τρελών, των απροσάρμοστων, των επαναστατών, των ταραχοποιών.
Σε αυτούς που βλέπουν τα πράγματα διαφορετικά, που δεν τιμούν τους κανόνες, που δεν σέβονται την τάξη…
Μπορεί να τους επαινέσεις, να διαφωνήσεις, να τους τσιτάρεις, να δυσπιστήσεις, να τους δοξάσεις ή να τους κακολογήσεις. Αλλά δεν μπορείς να τους αγνοήσεις. Γιατί αλλάζουν πράγματα. Βρίσκουν, φαντάζονται, βοηθάνε, ερευνούν, φτιάχνουν, εμπνέουν. Σπρώχνουν μπροστά τα πάντα. Ίσως, πρέπει να είναι τρελλοί. Πώς αλλιώς θα κοιτάξουν ένα άδειο καμβά και θα δουν έργο τέχνης; Ή θα καθίσουν στη σιωπή και θ’ ακούσουν τραγούδι που δεν έχει γραφτεί; Εκεί που κάποιοι βλέπουν τρελούς, εμείς βλέπουμε μεγαλοφυΐες. Γιατί οι άνθρωποι που είναι αρκετά τρελοί για να πιστεύουν ό,τι μπορούν ν’ αλλάξουν τον κόσμο, είναι αυτοί που στο τέλος το κάνουν.

Tzak Keroyak
Photo: Let's drink to the health of the mad, the misfit, the rebels, the troublemakers.To those who see things differently that do not honor the rules, do not respect class ...He may be praised, to argue, to their tsitareis to distrust, to glorify them or their backbiting. But you can not ignore them. Why change things. Find, imagine, help, investigate, create, inspire. Pushing ahead everything. Perhaps, it should be mad. How else will look at an empty canvas and see a work of art, or do you sit in silence and i hear that song has not been written? Where some see crazy, we see genius. Because people who are crazy enough to believe what can change the world are the ones who in the end do

LIVE ALONE OR DIE WITH

Nobody can go back and start a new beginning,
but anyone can start today and make a new ending.