Blue Jasmine

Our Life companions are like passengers in a train that runs through the tunnels of life with many stops at different stations, like Station Deceit, Betrayal, Lack of Loyalty. Station Forever Lies. Politics of Crime. Station Disposable Entities. Instability & Derailment Station. Solitude, Madness, Imaginings, and Station Void. That sweet gorgeous flower Jasmine is a fragile creation, that blooms, withers and dies a slow death. There is peace, struggle and rebellion, where the epicenter of existence like security has ceased to exist in the vortex of things, friends come and go, relationships with more downs than ups. A vicious circle which seems never ending and resentment is at every corner with a different face. If you are not perfect you are not wanted and if you are perfect you are not wanted either. Society, that bloody thing, appearances, vanity and contempt, from riches to menial tasks and back. Life is an illusion of the senses and Jasmines are at the eye of the Hurricanes. We realize that when sitting at a Park we are all alone and we don't even have ourselves, the self is just an echo on our minds reflected in loud thoughts like a cry for help, understanding and company in a solitary voyage.