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I've written about the nonsense as a form of protest ... especially in front of this weird concept of duality ... man-woman. Of course ... from the perspective of a man, but still doing all my best to be objective ... even if so many, many times I've literally lost my minds ... especially in love relationships. Provoked so much ... by my woman ... from that time. Or ... because of many other women ... met on the stage of my life. Even today ... when i finally finished the manuscript of "The NONSENSE ... seen as normality" ... i had to deal with some ladies from the electrical company ... ...

Maybe life is too short to waste it with … useless things. Maybe it’s time to start meditating more. To analyze our behavior … but also the one of the people around us. To pay attention to the impact of influences over our lives … but also on the lives of others. Understand that … domination … no matter of its character… positive or negative …. It’s a concept that we should not allow it to become real. And we should also be aware of how a simple small influence … that is repeated on and on and on … could become … dominance …. without even realizing.

I was a hotel owner. A businessperson. I managed a comfortable life, owned a decent-sized hotel and a small complex of houses just outside the city. My world was tidy, predictable, built on balance sheets and bookings. But everything changed in a matter of days. Not just for me—but for hundreds of others who arrived with nothing but fear in their eyes and the clothes on their backs. When the war started in Ukraine, I didn't plan to get involved. I watched the news like everyone else, shocked and angry. I saw the images—families separated, cities bombed, people running with no clear ...

Telling that the life itself it’s an illusion, might sound so damn … weird … and most probably … even like a depressive thought. But … you see … there are so, so many moments in life when the life itself just… sucks … and we ask ourselves … what the hell have i done that i deserve that?! And that was the moment when the karmic idea came into my mind … starting to believe that all the lessons of life, sometimes very difficult to handle … could be defined as karmic. All those abstract situations … which totally annoy us … and make our lives miserable… are repeating...

Sometimes we see life ... weird. But there are times when we also see it in a beautiful way. This balance will always be there. I became a writer, by writing simple quotes on my phone. Writing on and on and on. I was meditating a lot ... what life is about ... and in fact ... what my life actually means. After almost 3 years i started to look to all those thoughts ... which were simple ideas ... but were mine. There were defining me. And i became deeper and deeper. I was exploring all my thoughts and feelings. Today ... reading again all those things i wrote ... i just smile. I see the ...

Expressing all our ideas … or thoughts is most probably …a must. Accepting that into one point we’ll be shocked discovering our dirty minds … it’s also a must. But i believe it’s all part of understanding us as humans. Concepts us spiritual ugliness … sins … and many other similar ideas must be avoid for a while … if we really want to heal our broken souls. We should not be surprised …. or socked and not try to avoid … the truth. We should simple allow our personality to be expressed the way it wants to be expressed. … and stop judging ourselves. Yes … we should ...

1+1=1 ... losing our identities Being in love ... is a totally different way of experiencing life. Being in love ... is amazing. But … love is not for everyone. Yes ... Not any of us can understand and accept the illogical rules of love. And ... the truth is ... we are afraid of getting lost ... of losing our souls ... our identities ... our minds. I was in love. ... not only one time. I dare to write about love ... cause i was into that ... heaven ... but unfortunately the emotional balance made me feel ... the hell too. Love is ... duality. I've felt it. I've strongly felt it. And I've ...

Depression is not … what it looks like. And yes … I would even dare to define it as a … blessing. I started to write the book …. “Depression … the gateway to the real happiness” … trying to understanding the unhappiness from my own soul … but also trying to guide myself to get out from such a mental state. I saw depression lots of times … all around myself … somehow being afraid of it … but also realizing it is not …. what it looks like. Today …. analyzing my own case …. I realize it is a signal … that says we were unhappy …. for too many days into the row....

Karmic stories … are ugly … or at least this is what we believe about them … but realizing we need to analyze and define their meaning very clear … and then try to redefine our inner self … it’s most probably a must. Karmic energies are real … even if we believe it or not … and it’s not easy to get rid of them. But we could start to accept that …. as part of life … and also as a spiritual journey … which we need to follow into this Universe. It might not make sense at all … but … the real truth is always revealed later …

Identifying the illusion is not enough. But smiling is sometimes the only … option. You see … when we connect to people, we also connect to their inner worlds. And we see so, so many ideas, emotions, perceptions … such a large spectrum … that we don’t really understand most of the times. Sometimes … we ignore them. Sometimes .. we connect to those universes .. believing they are real and we somehow become part of them. No one ever told us … that we don’t have to believe that something is … real. We could simple look at the image from the front of our eyes … just as we ...

I write as a form of self therapy ... always trying to heal my soul. Feeling ... so, so many times that I'm hurt and experience a terrible pain. Knowing everything. Feeling it so deeply. Coming up with so many logical explanations ... but not really doing anything to save myself for real. Yes ... I know it's all toxic. I know that i've ruined myself since i am with her ... but i still allow as the nonsense to continue. She's abusing of me. She's daily provoking me ... till a point when i become a real devil ... torturing her ... like she never experienced before. So ... we allow all to ...

I write as a form of ... self therapy, somehow admitting I've already become addicted of it. I write about my life. My own experiences. And ... i look so incoherent that you might even start thinking that someone should take my right of being allowed to write. And ... you know why?! Because i write a lot from that state of ... darkness ... while being imprisoned into that cell with invisible walls called ... love story. Being so confused. And ... confusing. But having the gut of revealing all that toxicity from my life. Even if it's related to me ... or to her ... but never really be ...

Love ... changed something. Inside of me ... and I've started to write. Defining my thoughts. My emotions. My feelings. Doing it ... already by years. Of course ... it was also related to sex. All being so ... interconnected. I was in love. As always. Illusory believing i am again in front of ... a soul mate. And ... I am still in love. But ... no matter how much i would deny it ... i never had the peace of mind. Why?! Have no idea ... why... I was ... and still am ... balancing between living in a parallel world ... which I could certainly define as the paradise ... then something is ...

I've begun to write about the concept duality man-woman ... starting from the metaphorical expression "Being phlegmed seen as ... normality". Trying to understand ... the woman. In fact ... women, but pretending ... i am speaking just about ... one. Realistically ... somehow understanding ... it's nothing to understand. Cause all ... it's a crap. A weird illogical cocktail of good and bad energies. Taking everything as real ... even it's always been ... illusory. So, so damn ... illusory. And being on the stage ... claiming i am an author ... in front of a public ... that i never interact ...

It is difficult to understand the human being ... but even worst ... it is even more difficult to understand our own souls. ... our habits. ... our desires. ... our tendencies ... the ones we follow. Everything defines us ... from the past ... present and ... a possible future ... one that might appear in the way we want it to be. And when we start to analyze what is really going on with us ... but also understand that life is ... not just a collection of perceptions and emotions ... we start to keep wondering why the soul is always following so many contradictory directions. Why today we ...

What is the non sense? What is behind it? What is hided in the things that makes no sense at all?! Why we have them in our lives?! Who’s responsible of generating that?! Are we attracting the non sense ... or we are the ones behind the creation of it?! Should we accept it ... or simple smile in front of it ... and actually understand that the non sense itself is the expression of the fact that we are on a journey on a pathless path?! Lots of question ... and maybe no real answer. Or maybe lots of answers ... but none of them is satisfying us. I was reading tons of books ... with the hope ...

I've wrote the book "The bitch syndrome" as a reply to all what was happening into my life. All being ... real facts, revealed abstractly. Writing. And writing. Defining in fact my frustrations, but most certainly looking like one of the worst misogynist from nowadays times. The real fact is that ... all i've tried is actually a form of self therapy and the tendency of understanding why relationships don't really work on long term. Trying to save ... a love story which most certainly will never work again. But ... keep trying. Finding explanations. Blaming ... my woman. In fact ... my women...

We always want something. We always want ... what we don't have ... or maybe can't have. Or ... what can't belong to us. Saying "I want" ... is a lot related with the world of desires ... but carries lots of influences ... which we don't really know they exist. Rarely ... i dare to ask ... seeing myself doing lots of stupid things ... "What do i want?! What do i really want?!" And ... honestly speaking .... I can't really find a logical explanation ... in many of those occasions. I had times ... when I've promised myself that i will wake up ... and looking into the mirror ... seeing again ...

I met Dana maybe 15 years ago. We've worked together on a project. But ... the project delayed so, so much ... that we ended up becoming friends. Easy... easy ... we've started to talk about lots of things ... especially our lives. ... even details ... which had to do with intimacy. We lost contact ... by already few years ... but something still reminds me of her. She was the first woman .... which telling me her life ... made me understand the woman. You see ... firstly she was married with a guy in Norway. ... a wealthy guy. Unfortunately ... he was treating her very bad in there. She ...

To understand the world where you live in… you need to understand first the people from the timeline of your life. And once you start to understand it …. you suddenly realize that most of the feelings, desires and maybe thoughts were only … illusory things that dominated your life. Me and my dear Arij started a philosophical journey … which we sometimes even name philosophical dance. While dancing, we opened our hearts …. being very honest to each other … and concluded to a single thought …. one that defined life as an … illusion. Writing down all what we have in our souls ...