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                                       - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -   No. There isn't much time to do everything you want to do. But, I would there say that there is and should be gratitude for what you are, what you have and what you can do, and make the most of what is at your disposal materialistically and personally.  Why would you say that you are not happy enough to be celebrating? Aren't you breathing? Don't you have people who genuinely care about you? Who love you? Don't you have a roof over your head and food on your table? Don't you? And no!, it doesn't sound cliche to say something that many have already said plenty of times. It is cliche not to realize the meaning of those words or not to acknowledge the truth in them. That is cliche! Saying you wouldn't be celebrating because you aren't happy is... selfish! There! I said i...

WRITING, PAINTING  AND GUITAR PLAYING by JRQC Once in a while I get asked why I write or paint or why I sometimes play the guitar. I am afraid there is no concrete answer or perhaps? How about yourself? There is something amazing that we as humans have: a talent. Even though some people might refute this notion by stating they are irremediably with no talent which I personally believe and regard as totally nonsense (no offense intended). Let me explain my point of view. As a kid, I remember my classmates being able to sing, play football, make cookies, draw and even have excellently molded handwriting. I remember admiring these qualities they had without realizing mine. I confess that I was jealous at times since I also wanted to be as good as they were. Certainly I was  not aware of my own good abilities back then: learning languages, skating and having a great imagination when playing with my toys. Being talented does simply not refer to knowing how to paint or know how to s...

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THE WORLD I once wrote that if I stopped writing I would stop living or something like that. Nowadays, it is slightly complicated to gather my thoughts into logical sentences or to pour out my feelings into words. Lately it has been exhausting and overwhelming even to make simple decisions or to have a good night sleep, basically because of what is happening around the world and also because of trying to make out people’s reasons for making others suffer. I try to understand the nature of all disagreements, however the result becomes futile. I just can’t seem to comprehend the language of what is going on, and of the people behind it. I just feel I don’t fit anywhere due to my lack of understanding or even worse: my lack of mundane experience! I mean, many people, friends and acquaintances know how to move and get around situations I have no clue of, or that they possess the right information in their heads to certain issues. And no, I wasn’t born yesterday, and no, am not mentally c...

  COFFEE SHOP “A cappuccino and a slice of chocolate cheesecake, please” – Just another day, although this time he simply decided to go out since he felt like relaxing in a café and dedicate some time to his writing. The place wasn’t bustling with customers and the atmosphere offered a much-needed peace and quiet… just a little out of the ordinary place for writing since mostly he’d do it at home. The place felt warm and cozy, with dimmed lights and a comfortable, green-velveted chair and a nice sturdy table to sit at. A sip of warm coffee with a touch of cinnamon felt great in his palate as he proceeded to take out his laptop. “What should I write about?” – What does it take to write if not a simple word or a sentence and see it how it flourishes like a flower in spring. The magic is there, and it doesn’t matter the topic because our minds are so creative by nature that one would just start with a word and take it from there. He pondered his own experiences, bad and good… he...

  MORNING    The rain was tapping softly at the window of her room, as if it was gently waiting for her to wake up from her slumber. Slowly the piano music coming from her digital alarm clock started playing, softly and soothingly. It was as if the music was playing its tune to accompany the gentle rain outside. So peaceful. So ideal perhaps. She slowly started opening her eyes to the soft sounds around her and she noticed that feeling of waking up in peace, in such an ideally atmospheric moment. She stretched out while gazing at the window, at the world outside. The white curtains pulled to the sides would let her see the crystal of her window, with trickles of water running down, resembling little rivers of peace. The pine trees outside being showered and refreshed by the water, were slowly swaying rhythmically to the sides. They looked as if they were greeting her that morning. She smirked at this thought, at the marvelous simplicity and beauty of the rain, of thos...