Re-writing

Re-writing is like re-trusting someone. It’s like learning all over again how to share, how to convert the feelings – thoughts – into words.

Or simply, what I meant was.

It’s difficult; very difficult.

Civilized Jungle

When I was a kid I used to think the world was a beautiful place. Everything was fun, everyone was nice, there were no lies and there were no worries.

I grew old.

Learnt to see a different angle, sometimes with age and experience at others I was told or taught. And the perception changed.

The world is perhaps the “civilized jungle” and we are no more then bunch of animals, we hunt the weaker. All of us, in one way or the other. I can not distinguish between the white and black anymore, everything seems so grey.