scent of death in spring

Here I am back again...I don't really know what made me return to the blog I had once aboundened delibratly.And I don't want to explore it,I just hate exploring simple things. Let the light secrets of mind and soul exist.So what a better place than living in small unexplored facts and motivations in life.Any way,,,such a strang,lonesome,and cloudy day it was this evening.It was as if the sky is the reflection of eternal lonliness of human and then I felt afraid.The idea of destruction and instablity of all human achievemnts crossed my mind creuly and I thought"what if human and all it's dlourious acheivements in art,culture and sceince is condemned to decadence.What if one day human being would be extincted?". And the idea made me shiver.I've always smelt a scence of death in spring,never get to know why.What a walking contradiction the human is,he scapes the suffocating isulation of lonliness heading to immortality,and then runs away the chaos of immortality to lonliness.How tired I am.Such an immortal silence has surronded me!It's as if I'm left alone in a strange soceity of people where I know no word to comminucate.My greatest dread is to be swallowed by the everyday life's habbits and be an avarage person.But I've tasted the cost of being diffrent and still I go on my way.Oh solititude,stay with me there's only you.Oh solititude I can't stay away from you.

Seeing by the heart

Such long long lomg time is since I have abandoned this blog. I had neither mood, nor energy to come and write some thing. A year passed by quickly. Another quiet year left me and spring came again. Again spring filed the naked branches of trees with the green leaves of delight and soon with the ripe fruits of summer joy.
I went on my other spring trip…For me Traveling is moving my body to other places hoping to move and change my soul a little. But could I ever achieve this goal? Honestly no! I had always ignored the fact that a constant change must be internal. As I had always wanted a change and never tried it, maybe I was not that much brave. Changes always happen when they are supposed to happen and I'm getting I can never have any control on them. That's some how so scaring…any way I'm trying to avoid thinking about them again, it's dreadful.

On my spring journey I got to know that beauty is always beauty, no matter it is spring or winter, no matter if it is young or old. Beauty is an ever lasting spell, always enchanting. So once again I repeat with my dear little prince that:" One must see by the heart, not the eye."