Hi guys. I'm sorry I haven't been writing in a while, but I've been busy with school. Today I remembered something very important about the people. They always want to seem something they aren't. It's not they're not good persons, or they don't have enough talents, but they just need something else. Sometimes I wonder why, and sometimes the answers.
Welcome to the masquerade. Here you will find impressive costumes and beautiful masks, insidious creatures, angels, but who are they? Their names fade away with the night. That happens with those who are not real, who only want to be acclaimed for something, it doesn't matter what, just being in the center of the attention gives them satisfaction.
Please, enter this room; here you'll find incredible lies to build up your perfect life, here you'll find advice on how to kill feelings, but what you're actually going to do is to destroy the very last drop of truth in your eyes. Why? Why is it you who isn't pleased with life? How much the satisfaction lasts? An hour? A day? A week? How much do you have to suffer to get on moving with your false hobbies, broken dreams and naive personalities? And even when you say "thank you", is that a real "thank you"? Did you mean it? Or you'll just stab me in the back when I turn around.
Is this costume of a warrior helping you hide your cowardliness? Is this you? Can you recognize yourself in the mirror? All dressed up, speaking some strange words that don't define you, talking to high class people and making your real friends losers? Who are you? Still remember that?
Of course I had to write something about this day. In my country is not celebrated and I'm sorry for that, because I think it's a way to escape routine.
A part of October and a part of November represent the month Heshvan in the Jewish calendar which has no religious holiday. It's the only month in the whole year with no religious holiday. Halloween is considered something dark, spooky and some say it's unorthodox, but I see it as a party, something fun, a way to do something different.
It is said that today it's the best day for communicating with spirits. The line that separates the living from the dead is very thin. I don't intend bringing some army of the dead, or zombies, I'm just curious about the unseen and unknown. I know, you're going to say that curiosity killed the cat, but the cat was curious about the dog, and well dogs hate cats in general, so the dog killed the cat, but we're not interested in that. I wonder what ghosts do in this very special day. Do they try to communicate with us? Can they have more power than usual? I guess there's not an official answer to that, but somewhere, someone knows these things.
I'm sorry that I won't do anything special this Halloween, maybe watching a few horror movies, eating chocolate and making some spooky pictures. But I believe that in some part of this world, it doesn't matter where, if it's official or not, something really exciting will happen. Maybe people will see a ghost, maybe destinies will change and I'll wait to find out the mystery.
I'm not superstitious, I'm not a satanist, I'm christian and I believe in the supernatural. This world is huge and so complex, so it's not possible to have just normal things happening around it.
I'll tell you a story that I've written. Not all of it of course. There were once two vampires and they were seeking for love. Each one found a girl. The girls were not perfect, but they got along with mistakes, with joy until one day. The second vampire finds out that his love was cheating on him. She had a lover that was her actual boyfriend that lived abroad. He gets mad and kills them both. That's not called love. The first vampire thinks he's in love and gets killed by the girl that he once helped.
What I want to point out is that they didn't love each other. Their love was just casual dates with some feelings, but nothing special, nothing to last. I wanted to create a love story, but I couldn't because their relationships were too simple. I needed complicated stories and fights for this "true love" that they were so madly seeking. Later, they discover a lot of interesting things about life and that's why the story goes on. And I always keep their love life at a miserable level, so they'll never get boring.
Let me give you an example, so you would understand better. In Vampire Diaries most fans love Damon and Elena's story, but if Damon was Stefan, they would've died to see Stefan and Elena. We like to have things we can't. We say we like simple things, but we love to stay awake at night and think about our stupid complicated lives. We need to be entertained or we lose the interest. As long as Damon and Elena won't be together they'll remain the main subject, but now that Stefan can't be with Elena too, fans are changing sides, because let's face it we love the bad Stefan.
So the ugly truth is that we can't be happy just by feeling it. We need action and drama.
Here are some pictures and information about Ian Somerhalder.
Born in December 8 1978(currently 32 years old) Best production: Vampire Diaries Other productions: Lost, How to make love to a woman, The Tournament, Fireball, Pulse, Lost City Raiders. He's 1,77, blue eyes, dark hair. One of the movies that I have been impressed: Pulse. And has an appearance in Smallville as Adam Knight in 2004 for 6 episodes (not a big role, but I'm also in love with Smallville.
I know there're a lot of sites with information about Ian, but I'm a little obsessed here. I will also share a few pictures modified by me with you guys.
Why do I like him: he doesn't show his age, he's handsome, he's charismatic, he's a good actor and he has a big heart (he loves animals) and has his own foundation named Ian Somerhalder Foundation.
As you know I'm obsessed with Vampire Diaries. I have some screenshots from season 3, the first episode. They don't have high quality because I haven't got the blue ray version of the episode yet, but it's something anyway. Enjoy.
If such thing would exist, would you cherish it? Would you fight to protect your secret love?
You find yourself walking alone on a road. You don't know where you're going but you keep walking. The sky is cloudy and you keep your look down. You pray to god for a sign and a few minutes later it begins to rain.You don't understand what this means. Should you go on to this lonely road or should you do something different?
You keep walking in the rain when she comes, the girl of your dreams. She changes everything. She brings back the sun, she gives your world color, and she makes you have a purpose. You want to be with her, you wish to be happy. You keep hidden this love, because you're afraid it will fall apart. You would write a novel about happiness now and there's nothing in this world you can't achieve. The world is yours.
You live a beautiful love story for some time. But then, you wake up one day and the sky is cloudy again. You don't understand why. You ask an angel because now you can talk to them. The angel tells you that the magic has faded away. "Why?", "Because things can be the same all the time. Eventually someone gets bored or the mechanism simply stops working." The angel responded.
You watch silently as she goes away. The world starts falling apart again.You wake up to reality and you realize there's only one thing you forgot to appreciate in life: yourself. You tried to find everything in someone else and all this time all you had to do was look at yourself and then A new chapter begins... and you still can't understand: what does it matter after all?
This summer things have changed. I learned that ghosts exists and that "forever" is a difficult promise to keep. Tomorrow school starts for me and I just want to sleep.
I discovered that my friends who needed help now they have helped themselves. Everything is fine for everyone and maybe the same. But not for me. You'll say that I'm the one who needs help, but trust me I can handle it, whatever it is, what I really need is sleep, lots of hours of sleep. I usually don't write things like this on my blog, but I got the feeling that I should.
Maybe you think I'm depressed because school starts, but it's much more than that. No, it has no connection with the ghosts that I heard... or saw or whatever. I think all this changes are coming from inside me, from my young heart that wants to fly. Last summer I flew, this summer I grew up.
