Hi, reader, if you're there !
Sorry, this journal will be about my life and my thoughts.
This is the first time in my life that I actually post something on a forum...
Even if I work on a computer everyday, I'm really not a computer geek, very awkward to do anything in this virtual world, even playing simple fps video games...
That doesn't matter.
Why am I here ?
What a big question. (so boring)
As every human being (or almost), I have goals in my life, but I see also a lot of different possibilities from my futures.
Which ones should I take, what do I really want ? Does anything matter ?
I came early and quickly in here to CREATE, TO CREATE A LOT OF THINGS !!!
Since I was a kid I always thought that CREATION was my vocation sooo, I draw, I write, I play music, I knit, I sew, I animate, I imagine, and I have always believed I had no limits ( but not very good in physics and sports... ).
My problem, from those last years, I've been used to my comfort and I lost the desire to draw even if I do love challenges !
I have been blased by all we have done (we = Human). Most of the time I have this impression that it doesn't touch my feeling anymore.... aaah what is the point to write that ?! I'm such a big procrastinator.
It has been so a long time since I have taken any decisions in my life that I feel anesthetized.
My life is just a movie from my eyes, people are actors but I'm not really here.
So many stories from books, films, series or from people, my "family", flood my brain.
Several time by day this reality rejects me. I need to touch or to be trapped by a situation to feel alive again.
My past is already another life, as it wasn't my proper past.
I had a vision of one of my future. Be fed up of all, my hair are shaved really short, wearing ample and grey clothes, a large sketchbook under my arm and I jut go all around the world to feel, to learn, to talk, to open my mind and share my visions.
I have been afraid of my capacities, and scared to injure anyone.
Last week, I was in Paris at the Gare de Lyon. While I was waiting my train, I went to a costa coffee to buy a smoothie and something to eat.
A strange duality caught my mind in front of the display of pastries.
My instinct told me to buy the cinnamon roll but I wanted so much to eat the cookie or the lemon cake !
Why did my instinct tell me such a thing !
But I was aware of the situation so I wondered, should I change the destiny and order the cookie or should I go with my instinct flow ?
This stupid and irrelevant duality gave me an Ogre vision.
I visualized it eating everything, wanting more and more and more, more of sex, more of comfort, more of travelling, more of brutality, more of blood, more of love, playing, gaming, knowledge, experiences of everything.
It wanted Everything as a tree spreading his insatiable branchs and roots to the worlds up and below. It made me smile.
This egregore represented the heart of our desire, a pulsing fire which led us to wanting more of everything in bad and good.
It had been excited by our consumerism but permitted us to feel the urge to experiment more as well.
I was connected to this Ogre, as it was me.
I always loved to eat and discover various and multiple things as I fed my brain with others' imaginary universes.
I like to project myself accross the others. I wonder how feel this man, or this child, how do they feel their body what do they think, how it is to see through their eyes, how it is to be us, but also to be this bird, this tree, the heart's pulse, the muscles, the wall and the couch.
And at this time, it was like I didn't need to eat or read more...
Or the contrary, I needed to eat MORE and do EVERYTHING, to be the ACTOR for once ! My Actor !
I know I have this body, not so bad, even if I never sense it as it is truly me/mine.
I should put itself in danger and merge it with this reality.
I'd ordered the cinnamon roll, anyway. (such a procrastinator...)
Bye and see you next time.
Deep sleep.