Hello, hello. Todays post is going to be a little different. Since my good friend/russian princess Eugenija (click here) writes a lot and I love her writing (even though I have to translate most of it from macedonian hehe), I came up with the idea that she could write something for me and this post. I hope you'll enjoy her words as much as I did, because I found myself in her writing, and maybe you will too.
So here it goes... :)
I sit in front of the screen and know that I have to simply give an original treatment to Lara, developing in the new conditions of the blogger society. Lara is not built from space and time, torn away from other creatures that make up the society, but is set in certain conditions of life and its time and with many threads connects the fate of other people including all of you who are reading. We can not stand in front od her, much less to write about her, without admiring her. Everyone's desire is to manage their own fate, like a puppet in a puppet theatre connected with thin strings that will firmly hold them in its hands. But what if a man does not know his destiny?
I do not know if the night is created to admit things that maybe we wouldn’t know tomorrow morning. Or maybe because I'm left alone by myself, as always. There are many question marks here and they are turning around in my head like in the cartoons. But I know for sure that my head will crack and my body is breaking down... I feel how the life force is wasting. Just like in the cartoons. Everyone thinks that I am the strongest, the one that can be, the one who does everything for everyone, the one that saves them all ... But have you thought of me? Who will save me? Maybe it’s my fault that I have shown myself in such a light. But I will not let anyone pity me. I'll find that power myself. Anyway, I got used to dripping pain in my breast, the power that appears and returns. To taking pills. I branch out, grow, grow and flourish.
My motto will remain the same: I believe in the kindness of unknown people. At the end of the day, you know that no one receives your energy the way you spread it. Everyone receives it through the prism of the present situation. Our values do not have to be anyone elses.
Photos by Marija Stojkovska