facing down days and bad news

by walterdoege

as the newspapers noticed a tragedy did occur here where i live, Brasil…in the state that I live, but not in the city where I live…a big fire lead to death so many young people…in a night club…named ‘kiss’…as if the kiss of the death take away around two hundred of so young people!…I know tragedies does occur everyday and all around the world…most of the tragedies are related to human irresponsibilities…most of the tragedies could be avoided…the tragedy itself is the ground of human condition…as if the kiss of death flow together with the kiss of birth…one day I will day…in the futures…I hope not today…I wrote some writing at saturday night…with some deep comotion, but I’ve not read the bad news…that tragedy did occur at saturday night…I pray for all people in the world that are victims of evitable tragedies…in this way, the horror is a part of human condition…but, also, our human condition is capable of build a better world…if literature if for enternainment, fiction literature is some survival task to support the horror…fiction literature is an ancient and worth source of lullaby…not to refuse so bad realitities, but for rolling the real, the tragedies, and create that support for keep on living…life is a mistery…time is a mistery…I feel some so closer touch in between time and life…and this misterious power of imagination and fiction is for reinvention of new realities…facing the real, creating new realities…good realities…lovely realities…and help to perceive the boundaries in between hunger and appetite, tragedies and these down days when death come to do somehow  soul pain, fear and no desired kisses…I keep trustul in human goodness…in despite of all…love remains…when all is falled, love remains…love is my daily bread, and writing is a way to stay with you…and somehow stay with my so lovely friends…friendship is the joy fragrance of love…mistery is not enigma…love is not mistery nor enigma, but the daily bread of help and joy to keep on trusful, heart plenty of courage…to face anything…to face futures, and days gonne bay, and an invitation…sweet invitation, to stand in the present…pleasing the present time…somehow some tiny and slow forgetness of past…to forget is not to delete…we are not machines…we are just co writers of our own story and histories…and read them together…for create other lullabies…I share my deep loving sentiments to all people…people is the world…and a lovely world is a welcome build, reinvention and depp will and hard daily work…love ahead…we must keep on going…or, I want to keep on going trustful in goodnes in the world…my choice is be trustful in human goodness…standing in the need of prayer