Hi to everyone,
it's long time that I would like post some personal thoughts about memories.
What are memories? It is a long period that I ask this to myself more and more times, I have arrived to my personal conclusion.
I think that memories are the most incredible think that life gift us. They are beautiful, unique, perfect and shining pictures that anyone will bring in his mind and his heart like the most loved friend. Memories make you laugh now and will laugh you within many years for their strange and curious thinks, your mind quickly flies through the years and the space on the light silver wings of memories, you can see people, places and feel e
motions just closed your eyes. You can escape from this reality to another one. In this new reality you can talk with a friend that is away from you, you can feel the soft caress of your partner's lips on yours, you can remember the place maybe now lost for ever. You can remember the first time that you make love you can feel a shiver down your spine like years ago. You can touch, talk and laugh with people that now aren't by you, some for the strange jokes of life some other because fly away forever. All this things are for me memories but not only this...
For me they are also deep, fresh or ancient, unique, perfect and gloomy scars on my soul I'll bring it in me forever and ever. They sometimes come to met me, sometimes scream with word of pain to tell me that there are an open wound and they make me travel through the time and the space in place emotion that I would have liked never faded. Sometimes I go to them when the thoughts came to get me to bring me down and down through my soul and with a soft touch them push my hand softly on its scars, then my fingertips touch just for a while the lost world that I have believed forgot.
Memories you are paintbrush that paint plained bright pictures, paintbrush that scratch tender soul. Memories, you are the most beautiful sign that someone have lived, that someone is alive!
See you soon,
Mio
Pictures: The persistence of Memory - by Salvador Dalì
What are memories? It is a long period that I ask this to myself more and more times, I have arrived to my personal conclusion.
I think that memories are the most incredible think that life gift us. They are beautiful, unique, perfect and shining pictures that anyone will bring in his mind and his heart like the most loved friend. Memories make you laugh now and will laugh you within many years for their strange and curious thinks, your mind quickly flies through the years and the space on the light silver wings of memories, you can see people, places and feel e
motions just closed your eyes. You can escape from this reality to another one. In this new reality you can talk with a friend that is away from you, you can feel the soft caress of your partner's lips on yours, you can remember the place maybe now lost for ever. You can remember the first time that you make love you can feel a shiver down your spine like years ago. You can touch, talk and laugh with people that now aren't by you, some for the strange jokes of life some other because fly away forever. All this things are for me memories but not only this...For me they are also deep, fresh or ancient, unique, perfect and gloomy scars on my soul I'll bring it in me forever and ever. They sometimes come to met me, sometimes scream with word of pain to tell me that there are an open wound and they make me travel through the time and the space in place emotion that I would have liked never faded. Sometimes I go to them when the thoughts came to get me to bring me down and down through my soul and with a soft touch them push my hand softly on its scars, then my fingertips touch just for a while the lost world that I have believed forgot.
Memories you are paintbrush that paint plained bright pictures, paintbrush that scratch tender soul. Memories, you are the most beautiful sign that someone have lived, that someone is alive!
See you soon,
Mio
Pictures: The persistence of Memory - by Salvador Dalì
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