…on existentialism
Of scars and bars I am remembered,
Long time ago when sheep we were, and lambs;
When every “tender” felt like thundered,
Within the silence of the lamps…
Some other moments I may wish to follow,
But there’s no “other”, there’s no “that”;
Just crumbs of an existence, shallow,
Like the perspectives of a rat…
THEORETICAL PHILOSOPHY 
rat or no rat..there’s still a life to live on..be it a dark night …be it sunny day..it is still a life…its a circle to go on and on..
we are what we want us to be….lets be happy 😀
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The hardest thing to learn about being happy is the part where I have to believe that it truly depends as much on myself as on circumstances, being in the end a matter of choice! The “problem” is having experienced this as being true, so I don’t have many excuses. The true problem comes when circumstances become overwhelming, but then should come family, friends and my blog:-))
Thank you Katrina!
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Try my best to understand. Probably wise if I stay silent like one of those lamps.
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Hi Lady,
Thanks for stopping by! This is an older poem from a period of my creativity when much was emphasised by “putting clothes on sudden thoughts” with much eclecticism involved:-) Nevertheless, as you have rightly noticed, builds on silence, the unnoticed, lonely silence of suffering, when the subject decides to isolate him/herself. A very destructive attitude, I know from experience. It happened when, as I replied to Katrina, the very bad circumstances overwhelmed everything else… It was the faces of my wife and children which stopped it… I knew they deserve better than a lonely, grumpy, self-destructive …rat.
I’ll be visiting your blog(s) soon, but first I’ll make myself a C-C-C…😃
See ya..
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When I am not sure what you mean or rather can’t understand what you mean, I will just be blunt and ask. Which only means you will get a lot of comments. lol
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Sometimes I like the perspective of rats, if it is knowable, to live to recreate and then eventually die!
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You know what, I love you used “recreate” instead of “procreate”! It never turned up in my mind (’cause I ain’t got one:-))) that if we would use recreate, we can happily consider that as being “recreation”!!!
Well, it starts to be after the results of such recreations have grown past diapers, gime-gime, make-up, iPads, etc.:-)
I hope to make through:-)
Anyways, until then, Happy Holidays:-)
Thank you so much for stopping by!
Rom
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