Illusions

Illusions of mind it’s all we have. Dreams, ideas, beliefs, misconceptions… They are the core of our existence. They are what we hear and see each moment of our life. They makes us, us. The lies of our parents, falseful social norms, arbitrary laws of men, they are the tools to shape the bubble of  our universe.  We live in our inner cosmos, bumping occasionally in different worlds. But those outer worlds touch us less and less as we grow old. We turn into stoned shapes of illusions.  We walk on surface of earth, and never can go deeper than surface.

Another week

Yet another weekend is over now.

It’s sad that new week is about to start.

But what can I do?! Not much…

Maybe it’s ok to think one impossible thought.

Maybe I’ll meet you this week.