Green, as much green as possible. Green is said to soothe and calm. I feel like I need more and more green..., does that mean I'm anxious and need a calming?
Or, worse, I feel it's time to get used to green. In my religion, it says that after death we will end up in a place with lots of green, I guess heaven is with green, and the other, opposite side is full of red, red from the fire. Anyway, I'm sticking with the get-used idea, although I wouldn't want the moment of passage to be too close.
Speaking of getting used, there's a joke...
A doctor advises an incurably ill patient, after telling him he has only months to live, to pack mud. The patient, astonished, asks the doctor why he makes this recommendation, is this a miracle cure?
The doctor replies that no, it is not a treatment that will make him well but will get him used to ... the ground!
I like to listen to music while I am working on something, at this moment I am writing and the above thoughts led me to the moment of parting with this life.
What a pleasant coincidence!
Right now I'm listening to a song by Michel Polnareff that says we're all going to heaven. How nice!
I think it's worth listening to, it's encouraging...
Coming back to our sheep, there is also a saying that means that after digressions we should return to the point we started from.
The point is that I need green.
I found green, a green by the water, a more intense green...
I found a beautiful spot, a small lake covered with large round lotus leaves, a place where the trees on the shore bend their branches to the surface of the water.
I think I will have the greenest photos!
In summer there is a sea of pink. White-pink. When the lotuses are in bloom. There are some strange shapes left of the flowers, like little parabolic antennae. It's the fruit.
Where there is green and where there is water there must be life, right? Life came from water, as far as I know (from others!).
I was also happy to see a little wildlife, little creatures enjoying the soft autumn sun.
Even the slow turtles seemed to me more stingy and faster, especially in the water. They're enjoying themselves while they still have time, soon winter will be here and the whole landscape will change.
You probably thought I was one of those happy people who live in the middle of nature, or at least near it. Not so, I had to climb down concrete stairs to get there!
Because what you see is just a park, a small park, with a small lake in the middle, a park located in a big city. With all the city's hard to bear. Congestion, noise, dust, and pollution. Asphalt and concrete. You can see the blocks that line the "banks" of the park.
I remember now what Simon & Garfunkel said in a beautiful song(El Condor Pasa). "I'd rather be a forest than a street...", that's right, I'd rather be a forest too. And I'm content with this little park full of beauty. Circus Park in Bucharest. Romania.
Listen, please, to the song!
