symbols, there is no..

white without a black color. there is no day without night and no happiness without sadness.. there is not man without woman and no left hand without right hand. there is no sun without moon and no up without down.. no life without death, no heaven without hell, there is no light without dark, no cold without hot, no good without bad and no beautiful without ugly..

it seems that we live in a world full of opposites.. seems that we need to live them through until we do not experience bad we cannot experience good, until we do not experience beauty we cannot experience nausea. there is always something to compare, past with future, two boy standing next to each other, two beautiful flowers growing on the field..

does anybody know how to see the "beauty" of someone without being compared?

how to..

how to love crossed my mind.. is there any answer for that? to be honest i dont think there is an answer which would be applicable for everybody.. for sure you will not love somebody just by telling him/her that you love them. you will not love somebody if you think that love is slavery.. you will not love somebody if you do not live..

love needs to breathe, move, change, grow, get experienced, love needs drama, love needs tears, sadness, dark times after which come the light and butterflies in stomach..

there are many kinds of love.. keep the one you have, treasure it and take care of it

hungarian language..

it happened that i met a hungarian girl. you know hungarians, proud of their nature, a bit nationalistic, talking with language an european would not understand until you wouldnt record it and play it backwards..

she talks about hungarian with a passion in her eyes, describing interesting parts of history, telling you stories and myths about the old hungarian nation. there is nobody who would make you be interested in this language more than her. so i became a fan of the language, studying the grammar, learning vocabulary, feeling proud when i can take out my grammar sheet in subway and solve the big bug questions in my head..

this little big adventure to the hungarian language basics is making me being amazed by the fact that something so "different-like" from all the other european languages gives you a great journey to the roots of your mind. sad thing is that all the beautiful poetry, interesting philosophy and great pieces of arts are locked by the language difference.