Organization

04/12/2021 Nilson Lattari

I imagine we can organize ideas while our thoughts wander through our imagination to find a lot of situations in our past. Then, we can renew old memories placed in illuminated, polished and bright rooms and they come from the past to the present. We can fancy how the past would be if we had addressed it in a different way.
In private places of our mind, we keep our dreams on a special shelf above others. To see it we need to stand on tiptoe, to hang on to fiction, to get out of reality and to sustain by clouds. It’s like to be on a rocking chair in a park, to read a book in a sunny yard, to listen to birds singing and to see small animals looking for food, calm and quiet.
Memories are our small paradises. Region where nothing will happen with us. Places where we always return to visit them like a book that we read several times and consult it as well. Required reading during our hard moments when the reality is an event ready to happen.
Memories are close to our hands. We revive previous adventures, successful or not. Situations that warn us about next dangers or opportunities which we will live; the horse that pass close to us and we give up it. Lessons that teach us.
In these memories, we have a saloon where we make parties, and we are kings. Adventures that we lived before. Known events that we can change their ends. They are enemies, ex-lovers or friends. Land where our memories achieve success.
Sometimes, memories are in a hidden store, duties, unforgiven or too big to be inside it. A locker that we keep it away from the world. Maybe a door hiding protected secrets that don’t represent us any more, but they are there. One word that we said or a bad behaviour which we made in a wrong time, which brings us shame, which hurts our pride and we don’t wish to rescue; witnesses of our mistakes.
Secrets are in the basements of our thoughts. Opened sins to the God’s eyes, whom we confess them without knowing if they will be forgiven. Questions that we know the answers but we keep them away from the world.
Sometimes, dark rooms without solar light that we illuminate with a shad and poor light to try to colour our mistakes in black and white. Due to our impossibility to correct them.
The rooms of our mind have a light and some hidden and forbidden places that we avoid to go there. Other rooms are illuminated like the daylight. How to organize such differences, remarkable marks of our personalities? How to organize everything in its place, to recover our debits? How to polish and shine those things that we don’t wish to reveal? How to bring them to the surface, to clean our ideas to benefit our mind and prepare it for news engagements?
These are the questions without answers we add during our existence. They reveal why we will always be human beings.