#Care

 

So simple.

In a world where we are all struggling to survive, there is something simple we can all do to make other people’s lives easier and more beautiful. We just have to care.

It’s not a rule, there is no law referring to the word #care, you don’t have to be rich, famous or anything else than being YOU and really mean what you say and do.

A smile, a hug, a small kind gesture can do miracles or even change someone’s whole day or life so don’t forget to show that you really care because that’s what makes us special.

Our society is changing very fast and I’m afraid things are going to get worse. What we can do to overcome all the madness that has taken over is being authentic and showing our interest.

And I will say it again; you don’t have to be rich or to give money to show that you care. A smile and a hug are more than enough to stand by someone who really needs support.

Smile, laugh and talk nice to people because this is what we miss. Our world needs desperately people who really care.

Give it a try, it’s not that difficult.

#Overthinking

 

It will kill you in no time. And yes, you can do something about it.

Take it easy!

One of the worst things someone can do is overthinking his/her actions thus ruining his/her life.

If something is meant to come your way, sooner or later it will appear and you will be satisfied. If it won’t appear, just let it go and do not deal with it further. That’s life, move on and don’t let anything destroy your mood.

Living peacefully without stressing out is really simple as long as you are realist and don’t demand by life and anyone else to be treated like being the only one in this world.

Do your thing, find your balance, take your decisions, act and let it happen.

If something nice happens then congratulations. If whatever expected won’t come your way then no need to worry!

I do believe that all of us, me and everyone else in this world will finally get whatever we want want, just be patient and you will see it happening.

Life is beautiful and time is running out, are you sure you want to spend minutes over thinking than going out, having fun and living your life enjoying simplicity?

Start walking,

Start talking to your friends about your worries,

Start working out because it will make you feel great,

Start reading,

Share your smile and kindness,

Share the love with those who are in the same position with you.

#NeverTooLate

Repeat after me and never forget this,

It’s never too late to restart your life.

No matter how old you are, as long as you are healthy you can and you have the right to live all those you always dreamed of since you were just a kid.

We all know that, sometimes, various reasons make us take decisions against our will and mood, but I do believe that when we really want to do something, and if it’s meant to be, we will come across a second chance so we should then just do it without thinking of the past or how many months or years we lost since the time we needed to do whatever we missed.

Age is just a number, what is hidden within you never changes; it’s just the cover that becomes more sensitive…

So, whether you are twenty or eighty years old, if you really want to restart your life in any level just do it.

Those who love you should support you and hold your hand because that’s the true meaning of love.

Shine bright and share your glow, become an inspiration because this is what we miss in our days.

Become a great example of kindness, love and limitless strength.

We will wait for you because it’s never too late. 

#FreeReads #Reincarnation

 

Episode 1

Rebirth

 

In a few minutes the structure of our society had collapsed. Everyone was trying to find a shelter. After the official announcement, the great leaders of the world we knew were gone and now we had to find a way to protect our families.

 

In a few hours humanity turned back the time and was trapped in the ancient years. There were no rules, the stronger would survive. But this time, there was a difference. The enemies were stronger and superior to the human species. And soon, no one would make it.

 

Have you ever thought how it feels hearing the sound of the raindrops crashing onto the ground? Have you ever come to a point where you felt helpless because you were starving and you didn’t know how to satisfy the need to stop your hunger?

 

It was like living an earthquake and the worst part was that my body was causing that terrifying movement. My veins started shaking like dangerous snakes under my skin as the blood was running like an angry river through the channels of my cold flesh. And I felt hopeless since I couldn’t define my own body and control my reactions.

 

Outside it was dark and had just started raining. I could hear the raindrops crashing onto the golden leaves of the large oak trees and could listen to the sound of their branches as they were leaning toward our house due to the strong wind. I was still wondering about their size, it was impossible to hear them so clearly, after all, they were small trees. We had planted them in our garden a few months ago and there was no way to have grown impressively already.

 

My hunger took over again. I was so hungry that I could eat everything; I could smell anything but nothing seemed to be good enough or useful to make that feeling go away. Until I heard an owl coming closer and resting on the grey roof tiles of our house. The moment I heard the heartbeat of the admirable predator I was sure there was something wrong. It was like calling me to come closer to it, like a silent and powerful magnet that had the power to attract every single cell of my body.

 

The next moment, I was sitting on the roof. The black owl was dead; I held her wings and was disgusted. I had killed that bird; I had stolen its life and didn’t care about the blood of it on my lips. All I knew was that I needed more; my body couldn’t live without it. And I was not the same, not anymore. And could do nothing but accept what I did, accept my new nature.

 

I jumped from over fifteen meters to the ground and didn’t break anything. I turned back and looked up, it was fascinating, it was crazy but it was frightening as hell. How was I supposed to react? What the fuck was going on? Where was Patrick? Why was I reacting like this and why could my body function like  being an alien?

 

I heard their footsteps coming closer to me; they were walking on the wet grass. I left my black hair covering my face and the darkness of the freaking situation. I could smell death and disgust.

 

They came closer and they circled me. I looked their faces but they didn’t seem like my neighbors. They were different; there was no color into their eyes. They were not talking; their jaws were bleeding. When I looked better, I realized they were not injured. What I saw a few seconds earlier was blood, someone’s blood that happened to experience the worst death of all. They had turned into beasts and now were ready to attack. They were not talking, they were moaning and that was weird. They were following their killing instincts, they needed food and now I was going to be their next meal.

 

“What happened? Why are we all behaving this way?”

 

It was like talking to me. Six people came up to me and in a few minutes they were all lying dead on the red grass. I had ripped out their hearts. When I left the last one from my cold hands, I tried to throw up, but in vain. I was still shocked. I moved like a flash and just tore their flesh apart like they were fake, silicon dolls. I had never done that before; I had never attacked to anyone in my whole life and had no idea I was aware of martial arts. That was not me, definitely not me.

 

I swept the red raindrops away my face and focused my eyes on the death I had brought while coming back from my awakening.

 

These people were infected by something, I was the beast and I had to find the answers. I was shocked by my action and rushed to hide myself like I was the victim of this madness. I rushed to find my old shelter; I went back where I had found my consciousness and tried to remember what had happened to me and to all of us.

Read more and like the story here,

https://www.amazon.com/Reincarnation-Part-1-Awareness/dp/B099HB17YR/ref=sr_1_1?crid=J8GH2O31EAIT&keywords=reincarnation+kindle+vella&qid=1646738123&sprefix=reincarnation+ki%2Caps%2C1374&sr=8-1

#BeingNormal

 

It’s okay if others don’t like it and see you as another annoying person. All that matters is You. Being whoever you want and doing whatever you really desire as long as you respect everyone around you.

In a world full of lies and hypocrisy all that is left for us is being real, authentic, so keep living your best life focusing on this goal. Being focused on You.

With all these tragic moments coming across our lives, we have to stay calm and be who we were meant to be. Saying those others want to hear and doing things others want to see when we really need to speak up and act differently is not healthy, is not good for you.

Every time you think about your needs, don’t count on others’ opinions, just listen to your heart and mind and move on.

Nowadays it’s so difficult to express your feelings and thoughts because you always think about others and what they might believe about your personality.

I do believe it’s one of the most difficult crises in our modern world, and sadly, it’s getting worse.

Being normal it’s whatever comes from your soul, whatever exists within you, me and the rest of the world.

And it’s our right to follow the directions of our inner worlds.

Listen carefully, talk less and let your real self shine the light of your soul because we all need that glow to feel better and hope for a better future.