A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words/A glance to the past [Eng/Esp]
A lost look remembering who knows what, those moments of life that passed, decisions that maybe I didn't take...how many things would have changed and that weakness in those moments.
Moments of youth, of joy, of happiness, of strength and power...who would have imagined with the passing of the years my mind would lead me to feel guilty for the waste of time. Time that in those moments was not worth the advice of adults, parents, grandparents...my ambition to live life from my crystal, wasting so much.
Now I find myself here, almost in solitude in spite of having had a wife and children...did they leave? yes, my bad behavior made them leave.
Now I find myself here, in this place that one day I built for these moments that I never thought would be like this...I built material goods, but what happened to me with those spiritual goods that we do not see them and at this age they give strength...I did not build that inner strength for this moment of my life, with advanced age, without energy to achieve other things, but to look at myself in those times that do not return to remedy something in them and change situations that now torment me.
I never knew what anxiety was, my actions did not enter those moments... now nostalgia is part of me.
Nobody listens to my memories, nobody listens to my advice, it seems that nobody cares about me and that hurts a lot, it hurts a lot because loneliness is my companion, that loneliness that I made fun of when my parents asked me to, I made myself deaf to them, I went on with my life.
I sit in front of my house, watching the sunset, that sunset that I never took into account, those colors that now feed me and I give thanks because I can still look...I can look at the actions of others, but I no longer judge, because each one is who he is...each one not realizing his actions will be like today I am here with my sad look, sometimes lost, waiting for visits that no longer come...
Yes, there is sadness in my eyes, I have not smiled for a long time...I am only fed by the greenery of nature that surrounds me, sometimes with many colors, beautiful skies that today I am only grateful for opening my eyes to the sky wanting to reverse the time that no longer returns, I can only live the time with every moment of the day and my companions, loneliness and nostalgia.
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Una mirada perdida recordando quien sabe qué, esos momentos de vida que pasaron, decisiones que quizás no tomè...cuantas cosas hubiesen cambiado y esa debilidad en esos momentos.
Momentos de juventud, de gozo, de alegría, de fuerza y poder...quien hubiera imaginado con el pasar de los años mi mente me lleva a sentir culpas por el despilfarro del tiempo. Tiempo que en esos momentos no valía el consejo de adultos, de padres, abuelos...mi ambición a vivir la vida desde mi cristal, derrochando tanto.
Ahora me encuentro aquí, casi en soledad a pesar de haber tenido esposa e hijos...¿se marcharon? siii, mi mal proceder los hizo ir.
Ahora me encuentro aquí, en este lugar que un día construí para estos momentos que nunca pensé serían como esto...construí bienes materiales, pero que me pasó con esos bienes espirituales que no los vemos y a esta edad dan fuerte...no construí esa fortaleza interna para este momento de mi vida, con edad avanzada, sin energías para lograr otras cosas, pero si para mirarme en esos tiempos que no vuelven para remediar algo en ellos y cambiar situaciones que ahora me atormentan.
Nunca supe lo que era ansiedad, mis acciones no entraban esos momentos...ahora la nostalgia es parte de mi.
Nadie escucha mis memorias, nadie escucha mis consejos, parece que a nadie les importo y eso duele mucho, duele mucho porque la soledad es mi compañera, a esa soledad de la que me burlaba cuando mis progenitores me lo solicitaban, me hacía sordo ante ellos, seguía mi vida.
Me siento frente a mi casa, a mirar el atardecer, ese atardecer que nunca tomé en cuenta, esos colores que ahora me alimentan y doy las gracias porque aún puedo mirar...puedo mirar las acciones de otros, pero ya no juzgo, porque cada quien es quien es...ya cada quien al no darse cuenta de sus acciones estará como hoy estoy aquí con mi mirada triste, a veces perdida, esperando visitas que ya no llegan...
Si, hay tristeza en mi mirada, hace mucho que no sonrío...solo me alimenta los verdores de la naturaleza que me rodean, a veces de muchos colores, cielos hermosos que hoy día solo agradezco por abrir mis ojos hacia el cielo queriendo revertir el tiempo que ya no vuelve, solo me queda vivir el tiempo con cada momento del día y mis compañeras soledad y nostalgia.
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Your story describes the reality of many people who, later in their old age, regret not having really lived, because they were worried about material things and that in the end does not go with us when we die... what remains is what you say, the spiritual goods that in the end will always be much more important. I liked the underlying teaching of your story, greetings @mercmarg 🤗🤗.
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A very sad life. Another mindset, living by the day remembering all those good things, enjoying the fact there's no longer need to rush might help also if it comes to attracting other people. It feels as if nature doesn't calm the soul.
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