In the INVENTORY
I include in annual files some very short inspirations that I have from time to time, and I note at the bottom of my website’s front page – basically being somewhat sarcastic to the uncountable quotes that are flooding by now internet and social media…
The image of this category as well as of its files is by Ermia Ersi
The quotations in each annual file of the INVENTORY will be added FROM TOP TO BOTTOM.
THE MOST RECENT QUOTATION:
Tomorrow can be another shinning day or can be another shit… for both these versions of tomorrow we can do nothing, until this present day ends…
It is certain that I do not have what I want.
However, it is just as certain that I do not know that I do want what I already have… – what the hell is going on guys with us, humans?
Time is able to contain all – not because
it is like a universal pot but because dissolves all and so they take less space.
It is heart breaking when to pay something very cheap
I have to “break” a banknote of 50 Euros in banknotes of 20 and 10 Euros. Then, I remember the beautiful integrity of my 50 Euros in one piece, and I get very anxious – as if “breaking” one banknote makes less its value. Why don’t I get equally anxious when I thoughtlessly spend everyday my own integrity in uncountable and unnecessary habitual and stupid activities?
To the fading out of our big eros-affairs,
the inevitable and unbearable betrayal is not from the other person to us or vice versa. Betrayal emerges when our dreams and expectations for an easy Paradise betray us and laugh at us as they melt like an ice cream forgotten under the burning sun in the middle of August.
When we are not naughty is it a choice
or is it because we are afraid of something? And if, yes, we are in fact afraid of something, how much aware we are of the deeper roots of our fear?
When we are naughty is it because
we want to be naughty or because we have not yet learned that we are not the kings of the universe?
So, the period of carnival ended once again…
No matter if we masqueraded or not, let us wonder a little about the outfits we chose or about the outfits we would like to have chosen to hide once more our pains and/or our dreams.
Into the wild, weird and wonderful of this world, I wish to all of us
to have the courage and the skill to always find in the “inner” as well as in the “external” subjective reality things that are precious and worth to celebrate for them – even when we grieve for them.
The hell of the living is not something that will be;
if there is one, it is already here, the hell we live in every day, the hell that we construct by living together. There are two ways of escaping its torments. The first is easy for many people: accept hell and become part of it so that you don’t even see it any more. The second is dangerous and needs constant vigilance and knowledge: seek out and learn to recognise who and what, in the midst of hell, are not hell, and make these last, give them space.
[Italo Calvino, ‘The Invisible cities’]
February is a very persistent month.
February is invalid, with less days, yet it persists to exist proudly and decently… – a bright example and a lesson about accepting and integrating whatever about us we were once thoughtlessly taught to consider as a “mistake” or a “disability”.
Maybe in the expression “My way” the word “my” is not needed
because, in any case, every way I follow cannot be but absolutely “my” own way and my responsible choice? – Even when I do not like it and I do not want to name it “mine”? Even when I do not change it but I keep on painfully paying its high cost with precious moments of my precious life? Even when I am passively following as “mine” some way that I was taught to consider the “right” way, so that I do not abandon my scrolling on the screen of my smart phone?