“The world is a dangerous place. Not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing”. – Albert Einstein
Tomas Karkalas 2015 ~ Last Mohicans are indwelling Klaipėda
The survivors will flourish again, and the earth will be renewed again.
Will you be among them?
Mothers call children miracles, but if someone calls themselves that, it is already disgusting … However, I think I am entitled to such a title because … I was born twice. The surgeon said after the first head surgery:
Well, Tom, you are now at least twenty years older than what is written in your passport. So, dates will be my only tombstone mistake
the pavement of the old town looked nice, but it was very difficult to go. anyway, now i’m happy for those troubles because I had to watch closely where I put my feet. That is why I saw the eyes looking at me from the pavement . Already the raised leg stagnates in the air. Would I dare to set my foot upon the stranger? I just couldn’t step on that unknown face . Therefore I took a picture of him and share it with you as a reminder “Be more attentive. The Earth Speaks . It Lives “
Visual thinking is always a slogan worth reflecting on.
While walking down a street in a search of self, I run into a wall by recognizing self in a plasterboard that sat me back in an awe . – Do you talk to me? – I questioned the wall. The eyeshot was silent like a mirror, and the mirrors never lie .
The wish to share the heart is not it’s sharing out of itself. A dream demands two-way action, yet it was not in vain in my case. Wish of sharing enabled me to open the archives and thus to remind “sad portrait” on above…There were lots of yellow sand and the amber seashore – my footprints were everywhere there… Was and were – past tense is a key to the sadness of the yellow portrait, the situation comprehension points to the way out of the current mess and thus makes the tears into the lullaby worthy the sharing.
The archives and cracks look inseparable till we ask “why?” Thus the picture revealed the earlier hidden truth – the past never was free from the current emotions. Was that the prophetical feature?
In other words, well-built oaks catch the eyes, yet the stumps mesmerize us with their humbleness to serve us as the bearers of the heavenly reflection. What do you think?