I hope to paint........

I hope to paint........ In this busy life I always try to find time to paint. When I feel the urge to paint but for some annoying reasons I can't, I think about what I could have tried or experimented with. What hits me the most is the lost opportunity to express a memory or a thought: I feel a sense of loss. It makes me sigh. When I can't paint, one way or another, I find myself in a creative process; almost as if I am trying to replace the act of painting itself. Come to think of it, pretty much everything I do involves some kind of creative act. When I cook, prepare the table, when I walk or fix something around the house, it is all done creatively. Painting is what I prefer the most; painting is the only thing that allows me to spontaneously say what I feel without any efforts. No thinking about how to construct a sentence or how to say it and in what language either; no fear of being criticized. Of course, my paintings can be misinterpreted but when I personally revisit them, I immediately know what I meant to say with it. My ideas, my hopes, myself, I am my paintings. It is a personal record of my life with its folding. I hope to paint........ Can you imagine a world where people paint their thoughts instead of vocalizing? :) I hope to paint........ Would you be able to say "I love you!" with a painting? Perhaps you ought to try and see what happens.

Past, present and future

Time and life are a funny thing: it us like catching and getting off a train that is always running.
Different realities and dimensions interweaving:
when you are young you think about the future and it is said that the future belongs to the young. When you are old you are on the future you were thinking and planning when you were young: you think about the past and the past belongs to those who lived.
Life goes by and inexorably one day each one of us will belong to the past and that is when we are getting off the running train (don't be mistaken, this train never stops and does not wait for anybody)
Future generations might even remember your good or bad acts of when you were living your present.
The present?
Well, this is a beauty: future and past are as good as how you live your present.
It is the present that dictates how your future is going to be, but above all it is the present that determines whether the past is worth remembering!

Have a nice day, ......
hmm.....
I meant "have a nice present"