Signs

Why? might you wonder that I may have posted this indistinct object in my wall of writings? How it concerns me and what is the relevance of this object? Like every common beings, we become an ignorant on the true meaning of pictures, images or when some classic people may call them, ART. Allow me to relate this certain image in my life. As a subject who drives my own life and using this so-called Signs along the way.

Sitting in this dark corner. I was thinking if ever I would be able to write another blog post. Nothing seems to come to me, at this moment. I guess, I aren't strong enough to face my fear of light. For the past years I had been typing all of my feelings in this kind of stuff, wondering if even one person had read each one of those. Thinking if even someone would understand this melancholic episodes. Curious that someone will be able to... see through. I guess, I'm just best at putting myself down.

I want to share this new stories which I can call blessings. Why? Might someone think that I still think of blessings at this certain moment for which I earlier clearly described as melancholy? For no reasons at all. I just care to share.



The past few months after the last issued post here in my blog. Time quickly flies like a take-off on that sky that at this point, I had made more friends now more than ever. Mostly are still close to me though we're far apart. For which I truly believe is a blessing - my heart has wished and hoped for it a million times. I am about to end my senior year, next year. I am trying to decide if ever I'll take the path for which I had been thinking of for so long or stop for a while and just take things slow. Sharing back with the new friends I have encountered, it is quite a beautiful picture. A mystique memory which I hope I will forever be cherishing.

We had our very last internship in a Manufacturing Laboratory an hour and a half ride from here. Its name can best be defined as something unbreakable. Adamas will some other foreign people of Greece call them. What makes me feel blessed was that, I have been able to keep that happy memory in my brain. Like a recorded video for which I was the only owner and the only one who can play it. I pictured it. Kept it and felt it as if it is the last moment I could ever be taking with me at the end of that rainbow. Each of us, were learning and working hard, following the path we couldn't see we chose to cross by ourselves.


A little twist of fate may also make us realize the beginning of time. A mark which is a reminder of undying love that was sacrificed. Like the intersected two lines which bring about a meaning of various comprehension. We would each not know where we will be stepping foot. This may signify, the letter of past for which no one can already dance with ever again. It could mean facing of the end of the road or maybe, or just maybe a beginning of more encounters as our life is continually playing the tune or melody of history.



I may have not related it to the best of my capacity. I might have talked in riddles. But again, when one person can truly see through the inner self of another. They will be sensitive to its emotions and might even be able to read the way that person views. No matter what point in time. No matter the boundary that separates them. No matter if they'd already step foot far off the line. I also find things amusing to be able to write this words down from each signs,

"Putting myself down, as melancholy.
Time quickly flies like a take-off
Following the path we couldn't see,
It could mean facing the end
or just maybe
a beginning of more encounters."