First of all, an introduction. I have always been interested in people's intentions. I mean, the intentions which underly their actions. I don't believe that people do things just because or due to a spur of the moment thingy. I'd love to read people's minds; that would make my life a lot easier...
The "bad apples" situation awaken in me feelings that I thought I'd overcome (It seems two years is not enough to get over certain stuff that happened to me) Don't get me wrong, nothing bad or creepy happened (yet). I guess that what upset me the most was to feel all that crap again (namely,feeling that everyone is in this world with the sole purpose of hurting me)
I'm way too sensitive, I overthink and I get hurt easily. Don't know if all that is a bad personality trait I carry in my genes or life made me this way.
Ok, let's move on with another subject: Death. I had a dream about a cemetery. I wanted to get my grandad and my dad in graves next two each other but then I said: "What about mum and grandma?" So,somewhat I got four graves. Two for dad and grandad and two empty ones waiting for mum and grandma. They looked good together but I thought that something was missing. So I placed a sort of bridge above the four graves and started listening this phrase from a song: "Usa el amor como un puente"
Use love as a bridge. Needless to say, That song's been stuck in myhead all morning [
www.youtube.com] Wanna know something funny? The singer had a stroke two years ago and he's still in a comma. My dad had a stroke four years before he died... I just hope there are no shrinks reading my posts
The thing is plain and simple: I'm not afraid of death.
I was at the cemetery last week taking pics (I recently found out I'm into taphophilia). Since I don't have internet at home just yet, I was playing with some of the pics I took. These are the results:
The Irish graves. A mother and a daughter that died in the 1880´s, I think.
A friend of mine asked me if I had climbed the stairs. I said no, did I miss something cool? You missed two or three coffins from the 18th century :/
I think these pics turned out better than the original ones I posted here and in FB.
Ok, enough about me. I'm getting increasingly bored with myself and my thoughts.
How's everybody doing?