Fading memories

This paper looks quite antic. In fact it's not more than a few months old I just didn't pay attention to it. First the material itself becomes vulnerable due to the bad conditions of the storage. Then small cracks appear on the paper to grow. From this point we are only one step away from the spilled coffe on it. Again by our mistake.
Some things happen with great intensity where everything is exaggerated; feelings, problems, happiness, love and hate. But as soon as you quit it it's only the same again (after an over-exaggerated period).
Day by day these memories are slowly turning into just an episode of your life. All the big feelings are gone and all the small cheery colours faded from it. It's just like this sheet of paper. With milk. The day begins.

"We all living in America"

Somehow I don't feel like going to America. In my vision it's a cold country. And I'm not talking about the temperature but the atmosphere of it.
According to an Indian economist society wants to have economical power first. Then the next generation wants political too. But the third one doesn't need them all. They turn to arts and the whole country becomes Europe: A Living Museum.
What emotions came into your mind if you say Europe? Culture, the Flag of the Europian Union, History, Knowledge, Science... Of course I consider myself a Hungarian primary but I hope that one day there will be a kind of pan-European identity which fuse the above feelings into one and I will think about myself as a European first.
American economy is sick. With the fall of the Lehman Brothers the symptoms of this infection became evident. Elections are ahead of us which will influence not only the U.S. but the whole world too. American culture is still strange and empty for me. The country falls into doubt. The rest of the world follows Her. Ticket prices are rising.

Photo: Snowstorm in Times Square. 22 January 2005. by Edward

Drama Drama Drama

Possibilities when you are surfing on Tv channels;

- I love you.
- But what about Robert?
- I don't care about Robert!
...
- I don't know who you are anymore.
...
- You have cancer.
- What??
...
- The left wing is on fire, I repeat the left wing is on fire we are going down!
...
- You have Aids.
...
- You killed my wife, now I will kill you!
...
- 3 people died 4 got injured in a car accident in...
...

Drama, drama, drama. Perhaps the biggest drama when we don't have real drama in our life and have to get it from a box called television.

Photo by Marc Janson

Falling cigarette

Party, music, kisses, dance,
Music, party, dance, kisses,
Kisses, dance, music, party,
All around me.

Standing near a column I understand that looking for a meaning in everything is hypocratic. Sometimes switching of and letting yourself with the waves is the right thing. I take a last sip from the beer and give myself back to the wild night.
The last gulp from my cigarette was hard and painful before I threw it away.

photo: Cigarette by hellagangsterx