That recorder filled with dust from when you were just a kid.
The stuffed animal that made your dreams perfect and kept you warm during the night.
Those old forgotten CD's of artists who have changed a lot.
That good-luck charm pen you used in your university exams.
The books your mother read to you when you barely knew how to read.
That beautiful painting of yours made in pre-school.
Your old photographs.
Your clothes.
That blouse your grandmother gave you for your birthday party. That special dress you wore to that wedding. The T-shirt given by your sister when she was little, filled with paint on her hands.
Your family.
Your grandmother, your grandfather. Sister, brother. Mother. father. Cousins. Even that family who is not so close, or maybe not close at all... Its still our blood.
Your love.
Can you imagine the world without love? All filled with chaos and hate. That special person who is always on the back of your mind, suddenly disappears.
Your friends.
Those that have been there for you almost everyday and for whom you would die.
What if all we possessed in this life suddenly disappeared?
Maybe life isn't all about the big things in life like food, clothes and water, but its more about all those little details that define us. All those little things that our life is made up of.
Wow. So complex and profound,painted with sudden details of warmth...How materialism fades into ethical values such as family and love...Wonderful. Well done!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much.
DeleteIm glad that you were able to look at it's second meaning and to be able to see what every little thing means to us. Yes, it is complex, but yet it's as simple as it get. Complex and simple mixed in one.
I wanted to express how little importance is given to certain things that should be given more, somethiing that we take for granted.
thank you so so much, i hope you enjoy more posts
lost of kisses