Friday, 27 March 2009



I took this photo today, this is the original photo and therefore unedited! The guy in the photo is called James Miller, a great artist/photographer. If anyone wants to see any more photo's, but taken by him; search on Flickr.

Thursday, 26 March 2009

I took this photo in the summer of 2008 which is not really a long time ago. I think this picture is one of my favourites and the best one I have made so far. Not only because the picture itself is good and it reveals a lot, but also because it reminds me of the great time I had. The man in the photo was one of my surf instructors. It was taking in Soulac sur Mer in France. I used to go there almost every year to surf. This year on the otherhand I have planned something totally different. Feel free to leave any comments.





Tuesday, 24 March 2009

13 feb, 23:28,

Last night I was thinking. Thinking about several things and I have been thinking about it all day long already.

What is your dream? What are you living for? What are you seeking for in this life? What makes you happy? Is there something you would like to do in later life? Or right now? Some people might have the standard fantasies about becoming married, having kids, live happily ever after. Unfortunately nowadays happily ever after seldom exists.

Imagine yourself sitting in your bedroom and slowly zoom out, from your bedroom to the rest of the floor, and everything that's around it, your parents, siblings, friends. Keep yourself as the main point but slowly keep zooming out. Zoom out of your hometown, the cities and villages around it, imagine your country, but don't forget to keep yourself in the centre. Zoom out of your country, see your country that is surrounded by other countries and keep zooming out. Don't stop until you passed the ozone layer and you are floating in a substance that knows no gravity looking at a small bubble called Earth.

Don’t you think that there is so much more out there? We, human beings, are so egocentric and self centrered. Every day we get up, get dressed and go to school/work. We all live our own, what we call, ‘perfect’ little lives. When something bad happens it must be god’s fault; God either forgot about you that day, or it's a part of his master plan - pick your belief. I just draw a blank, I believe in myself, I don’t need god, and yes even I am in the wars sometimes but it’s not god’s fault.

Anyway, I am not the person who is going to find out and reveal the secrets of the cosmic world, and I am certainly not the person who wants to keep her mind on such things, although it happens anyway. Meanwhile I was lying in my bed texting my boyfriend yesterday evening, and all these thoughts went through my mind. He was the one who started all this, who forced me to think about dreams and fantasies. His biggest dream is going to the moon. “Sometimes I look up at the sky at night and I just get hypnotised. It’s just so beautiful”. But what was mine? It took me a while, but I’ve figured it out; I want to have children, my children are my mother’s children, and they deserve to be on this world. I want to raise them well, want them to enjoy me, want myself to enjoy them, want my own mother to see I would make a perfect mum, want to see her face and see the proudness in her eyes, want her to know that her blood and genes are passed on, even though her own body isn’t amongst us anymore.

I told my boyfriend this and he gave the sweetest answer someone could ever give: “For the record you are going to be a great mum”.

In the end it doesn’t matter for me what my purpose is on this, compared to the cosmic world, little bubble. "I am here, and therefore I have to make the best out of it".

Hope

A while ago I was reading a book, and a particular bit of it really addressed me personally. Not because of the content but also because of the way it was written. Why should it be interesting for you? Because you can apply it to everyday life and in different ways, also it might appeal to you:

Why did he do it, why is he doing it, why did this happen? Why my daughter, my son, my husband, my wife? This is the unending question from victims. 'The short answer is that he likes hurting you. That's the simple motivation. The other side of it is that he knows it'll make you afraid. That makes him feel powerful. And he likes that very much'. Of course, I know there isn't really a good answer to that unending question. Why me? I'm a good mother/father/brother/daughter/son. I keep my head high, do my best. Sure I lie a little, but I tell the truth more than I lie, and I love the people in my life the best I can. I try to do more right than wrong and I'm happier then there's more smiles than pain. I'm no hero; I'm not going to end up in any history books. But I'm here, and I matter. So why me? I can't tell them what I really think. Why? Because you breathe and walk, and because evil does exist. Because the cosmic dice were rolled and you came up short. God either forgot about you that day, or it's a part of his master plan - pick your belief The truth is, bad things are going to happen somewhere, every single day, and today was just your turn. Some people might call that a bleak or cynical outlook. To me, it's what keeps me sane. Otherwise you start thinking that maybe it's the bad guys that have the edge. I prefer thinking, 'Nope. No edge. The simple fact is that evil preys on good, and today, good had a bad day'. Which brings with it an acceptante of the other side of that argument, that tomorrow it might be evil's turn for some rain. And that's called hope.