Some random piece of writing.

Night has come to me again with its silent curtain of darkness.

But the relaxing blackness that covers the sky does nothing to calm my inner qualms except-

perhaps, they are dyed into a more bluish color that underlines my hardly bohemian lifestyle.

I have nothing to say for myself, for I know not who I am. My being is torn between two ways of existence that think the same but act differently. I am ignorant of the one that really is me, I don’t even know If I have a word in this foul play that life has forced me into.

Can’t I be both then? To evade the pain of being torn, or plunged into waters where I don’t belong. Is there no way of achieving the self respect I so much long for from myself?

Not for now.

So here I will remain, like a strange twisted tree that has been struck by lightning one too many times, waiting for a chance to spread new roots, and to grow new leaves.

Sure to be edited some time.

As far as I remember it hasn't been long since I last wrote something... although I can't rememer what it was, and I'm not going to look so it doesn't influence what I'm writing now.

What I want to write about today, is the pleasure of being able to study and practice your interests to your heart's desire. It's something that we can really rarely do, because most of the work we do at school is so far away from us, so abstract, so distant to our lives, and tought in such a way that it ends up being lost somewhere at the back of our minds.

So this leaves me at the door of a certain mental... paradox maybe? that has been ruling my mind for a very long time. And that is... the current spanish educational system.

I just think it's so very limited. It's poisoned by ideas that have nothing to do with what real education is and it limits the student greatly.

We study subjects we have no interest in for years and years until we are finally allowed to drop them. This is supposed to give us a chance to realise what the subject is about in depth, and if there exists the possibility of us taking a liking to it, but of course, it goes on for much too long, and it's ended up making me commit an involuntary mental suicide. I just despise school in general now.

Another thing that's very annoying is how it's always a top priority to do hundereds of exams before making sure that everybody is actually able to understand the classes themselves.
And of course if you fail something, it's your problem and yours alone.

My list goes on and on and on till the end of time and space and I just wrote this because i was a bit bored and in need to get back at my school for constantly bombarding my days with too many exams to study while living a decent life at the same time.

My greatest complaint is that, we are not teached so we can learn, our so called teachers only recite what we are supposed to know so we can memorize and spit it out at some other point of the year.

Where am I?

They are so beautiful. - I thought, as I strolled along the narrow pathway that led along the meadow. The high grass that surrounded me was bright yellow in color, a comforting sight for all the lonely spirits that passed them. Today it was only me. It came to an end, changing it’s color to the dark green of the bushes that where the beginning of an impressively big forest.

The landscape around me kept on changing and becoming wilder as the path took me further in and into the depths of my leafy paradise.

It is said that once you go in to such a place you never get out again.

I think my real self was born into that world, and right now I’m somewhere completely different.