5 things can change your life ,






1- never judge things on the way they look.




2-give always a chance to the other to talk.




3-be open and logic and frank.




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....I cant remember when i tried to hide my self for the first time , yes i was a shy boy and i often could not really fight for things i wanted , i could not say always what i did think cause i was afraid they find me stupid , i did not play football cause i was convinced the group ll focus on me , and what after , years passed by so fast , and the behaviour devloped in a smart way into a dangerous creature , it became a monster called pretending , wearing clothes in somehow others find beauty , listen to music so they dont say he is too old , laugh on selly things to not find me boring , using some bad words in some down level subjects just to show im open , watching league matches to please friends when i dont really like it , eating the same and doing the same and trying to give my self a picture better than the one i ve on my self to satisfy something of my self .

When it did not work and i felt tired , i just got a rest from the game , i do what i want , not caring about the world and thier eyes , but as soon as possible i got notes from close people and even far so i had to get back into the world i made for my self , the cell where i shouldbe always locked in .




Strange i know , but its not everything , i ve never had a problem with my self no , i mean everything did go slow and quite normal in all the sides of my life , thats why i tried to look around , i wanted to know whats going on , i was surprised , could u know that before i say it , it is not ? I did stand in the midle of the croud and the buildings . watching the smokes and flashes of years in my life crossing my memory , taking the tramway on the same way , looking to people and this is what i did see , but before you know what i did see you ve to know its the thing what did push me to do what im doing .




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....while i was siting next to an old man , a black man was standing not so near but not far , the old had a newspaper and thik glass, i was looking through the window and dreaming being home after a long day of working , all of sudden the old man whispered in my ear ~someday we ll be thier salves~ he said it with anger , he said it looking to the black man in his back , fortunatly i was the only witness but it made me think why ? Why this hate , the black man is a nice man , he is a sort of friend of mine , he is my neiber but i did not say that to the old man cause he spoke absolutly no words about him , I did not stop thinking when the tram stoped and the old man had to go , he forgot his newpapers because of anger or his weak mind may be , he did not even say bye , any way that was the source where i inspired my




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.....i took the paper and i turned the pages and i understood , the man read an artical about a meeting , a knowledge challange between a white preacher from the protestant church and a black muslim , a talk not to judge but to know more about the other and to find the truth , but the old man was not intersted in that , he was focusing on the colour and the language and religion , i did turn pages fast , tv guide , i wanted to see what they ve , program about cleaning houses , another to win a trip , a games show , american movie , star show , singing program , dont you find it depressing what they show on tv now days ?




....3^rd picture , i had to get my station and that lady still looking at me , i wear my ring , im loyal , why you do this woman ? whats wrong with people , i just steped out on the kiss of 2 boys , i walked sad , i stoped to look to the croud one last time then i walked again thinking back about my day , how i pretended again to my supervisor that i like the job , how i was greedy again to save money and selfish and loving this weak self , a self what lived years to get things , a self built on relative and uncertain concepts , a weak self what dont know any thing about the truth.




As a matter of fact , humans cant make sense always , the pictures what had big influence on me in some way , may be they ll not touch you at all , may be they will...there are pictures what comes only in the right time and place to give the right in the right way to give the right effect , i cant explain it so good im sorry , but thats what happened to me .




I arrived finaly , ring the bell , get in , short talk as usual , some food and what after , i took a paper and a pen , i wanted to strat new but did not really know how , i got pain in head , for few days i did not feel ok , but i had at least a plan , no pretending anymore and no doubt




..... looking to things with different eyes , put every small mass in the balance before i make any judjement , believe only in true things even the whole world would find it wrong.

good talkers and silents of you , fat and slim , smart and those who people call stupid ,from every race and language and beliefe you are welcome , you are all invited to share your thoughts and experience , the only thing what gathers us is humanity and the only goal is truth , many quesions still we ve , many answers we can reach on the this long path of life in the search of truth for a better change , i believe in that and i wish you do too ...