Hello, hello, where is that New Year? Come finally, because that inter-holiday period is a very strange time, like an unfinished text without a period. Although someone likes it.
Another year, as they say, rolls into the abyss. There will be no more 2024. Only memories remain that it was not the year in which the end of the world. But even if it had happened - nothing could have changed anymore. And often only from a distance do we see the real picture. What really happened then? And how did we look at this or that event?
Time has the ability to make everything clear. Sometimes only after years have passed do we understand what one or another person meant to us. And what the relationship really was. Maybe there were many beautiful words, behind which - no fewer lies, selfishness, anger, jealousy. Or maybe vice versa - what we once did not value really had great value, but we understood this only after time?
They say that people don't change. Or maybe they do - if they want to? Maybe we are all sent here to learn something, or maybe not. Maybe everything is just a short and cynical meaninglessness.
And yet, time forces you to answer questions at least for yourself, forces you to choose meaning or its absence. Time often takes off the crown. Like that child from the fairy tale who can say that the king is naked. Time evaluates more objectively than contemporaries living nearby. Time does not compete, does not try to either underestimate, flatter, or embellish the image. The past and distance are more objective criteria than the present because we also look at paintings from afar...
Now I think that I once assessed most things correctly, even when I was at their epicenter. Instinct, intuition was not wrong. I just didn't always want to admit it. I didn't always want to believe in what was obvious.
We often believe what we want to believe. We say: it can't be like that, because it can't be... Or: I wouldn't do that. But others are not "me". And not you. They can do anything that seems terrible, stupid, or, conversely, very wonderful to us.
Caution does not always mean a lack of courage and principles. We need to run away from those nasty people who do not behave honorably. Just move away and hide from them. Sometimes, relationships need to be ended without explaining. And sometimes we need to find the mind and wisdom to accept the shortcomings of other people, as well as our own.
The hardest thing is to separate one from the other. Because life is like an endless carnival of masks. People pretend, and often sincerely believe, that they are something they never were. And many people live under illusions - about themselves and others.
It's funny, and maybe even sad, that this carnival is basically meaningless. After all, people and society accept not only winners, not only first-place winners. People accept losers too, if they are sincere, because not everyone can be first. At least not in all areas... Yes, somewhere everyone can be the best: maybe in baking bread, or maybe in nursing. Maybe - in a beauty contest, or maybe - in the physics tests? And somewhere we are all the worst. We are so different, and at least that's how we are similar. I always thought that those differences were a cunning plan of nature. You know what I can't do, and vice versa. We are different by not only compeing, but also by helping each other.
If I could call the past... How many people and who would I call? For example, myself. Mom, dad in his youth, Lennon, and Hemingway, and maybe Marie Antoinette... Just to hear their voices. And to hear my voice, stretching through the ages. Because they all lived, were. Because now I live. But soon, like them, I will become a history that surrenders to mold.
We all go through time and somehow change it, some very significantly, some just barely, a little. So maybe... let's call someone from the past. Someone who still lives on this Earth, and who might be waiting for this call. Or someone who is no longer waiting for anything. But they still feel.
And now - time for a pause. And even silence. Because the New Year is approaching.
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With love,
Photos are taken by me.
© 2024
