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Much Ado about Being You

I’m so happy ’cause today. I’ve found my friends … They’re in my head. I’m so ugly, but that’s okay, ’cause so are you. 

’cause so are you.

Today I’ve found my old blog from 2013 on WordPress. I totally forgotten it exists and even the name of it, but because the name is so unique – I kinda recognised it. Wow, hey, here you are, still kicking! 🙂 And what is the most funny – I could reopen it, thanks to my habit of keeping similar passwords and mail adress/phone number during last 8 years. I know, I know…it doesn’t sounds ‘smart’ to have similar passwords to different social media, but with my bad memory and too many online-accounts life isn’t that easy folks. 

Probably here I have to say: Please, Mr Santa 2017, ALL I NEED is a GOOOOD MEMORY!

But for now I keep all passwords in One Note. Old-fashion, ‘written-down’ way. Stupid? Yeah, but it helps. Until the time when you give me what I need, Santa. Good memory in 2017! Haha

The point of creating my old wordpress blog was an art. I was totally mad about painting. But seems, an art isn’t my passion after all, because simply, it didn’t last long. A hobby. Yes. I like to draw, I like to create funny pictures, faces to laugh to death with my friends or just myself. But time to say it out loud to myself: stop confuse your hobbies with your passion!

A hobby is ”a pursuit outside one’s regular occupation engaged in especially for relaxation”.

But passion isn’t relaxing. Passion never leaves you. Passion insert themself into your life whether you have time for it or not. The question of finding your passion is not discovering what you like, but what you’d be willing to suffer for to keep doing. You simply don’t care about sleep, rain, cold or hot – you just DO. Passion grip you. Mmmm, and I guess art/painting wasn’t THE ONE. 

I like the name of website tho, so I decided I’ll try to change interface and delete old posts and create something new from it. Maybe for fun. Or maybe not. 

When you read your old post, for example 2, 3 years old, you’re getting feeling that you’re communicating with half-crazy, half-dumb personality.  He or she isn’t you. He/she can’t be YOU.  John Locke’s theory of personal identity suggests that what makes you ‘you’ is your memory of your experiences. Called even ‘BRAIN’S DATA’. But hey again, bad memory girl, do you have any data? No, I definitely should get that Bad Santa’s arse on my roof in 2017 otherwise who knows what will happen with my “ME”.

You probably wanna tell me, there’s always another option, lets say: there is no fixed self. Okayyyy. Still the sense of self is emergent and dependent on the available conditions (oopsss! again:brain and memories) – like a flame that needs fuel.


What lies behind you and what lies in front of you pales in comparison to what lies inside of you.

So now Im going to check my brilliant ‘inside-ss’. And you do the same…adios.


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Living in Sweden/Born in USSR. Happy. Ayurvedic food. Healthy lifestyle. Dogs. Literature. Painting. Meditation/Yoga. I love my life.
"It does not matter how long you are spending on the earth, how much money you have gathered or how much attention you have received. It is the amount of positive vibration you have radiated in life that matters" A. Ray

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