ANIMALS AND HUMAN 

The relationship between animals and humans is sometimes amazing. Animals understand that in great need, humans can help them. For example, I once saw a news story here in Turkey about a mother cat taking her sick kitten to a hospital in her mouth for help.

That's incredible, isn't it? How did she know that the hospital (a human building full of people) was there to heal the sick.

 But he took his kid there and put him down and the people there helped him and cured his kid. 

And guess what, something similar happened in our garden. A seagull put her sick chick, who had a bad leg and was limping and of course couldn't fly yet, in our garden, where the nice neighbours gave her food and water for days. 

At first the little chick was very scared. Cats tried to chase him down, but he was clever and flapped his big wings and cats were scared away. During the stony days, he cried a lot to his mummy, who came to visit him sometimes.

And the neighbours and sometimes I would give the chick all sorts of treats and especially water. He drank a lot of water. In the first few days he was not to be approached, he ran away or limped away, but he stayed. Somehow he knew he was fine here. Nobody hurt him. Everyone watched him with love and helped him. 

And then he got better quickly. He limped around. In the mornings he sat in the shade. We'd got used to it. I watched him from the balcony, sometimes whistling to him. 

I tried to get in touch with him. He cried a lot, but later he always calmed down. 

Sometimes other birds would come to the garden to see him. It's also amazing that even animals care about each other. Later her brother came to the garden and the mother sat here with them, watching them. She talked to them. And they would run around sometimes, chasing each other like children and our little lame bird, healed and in the meantime he started to use his wings very well. He could fly a short distance near the ground. 

I knew he would go when he was cured and I'd be a bit sad about it because he was growing quite attached to us. I'd miss him, even when he was here. But I was happy because he was cured and because there are such nice people around (especially one of our neighbours downstairs who has such a cute shy dog, he is beautiful and has such kind eyes). 

So I don't know if the seagull chicks are even here yet because I don't hear them crying and I haven't seen them today (I did yesterday). But it was nice. A whole pet hospital opened up in the garden 😊 

I am in awe of nature and the life that exists in it. Also how animals have learned to live with and understand humans...wish we could say the same for all of humanity. 

By the way, seagulls do not have a pleasant voice, sometimes it sounds like they are laughing 😊 but they are not. But I love to watch them flying up in the sky with their huge extended wings in the blue sky with this white "sail", they are beautiful. I love birds. Especially in the morning or at dawn, this time of the summer when it's still and the windows are open and they're chirping in the trees, in the bushes, everywhere. It's good to wake up. In peace. 

In summer, I would prefer to live in a small house somewhere in nature, near a forest. I love Mikebuda, where our park is.

The Park of Study and Contemplation. It's a beautiful place.

Remote but still close to the city, Albertirsa. Which is about 40 minutes from Budapest by train. This little village and the surrounding farms are so lovely and peaceful. There is a huge space, all kinds of animals live in the woods deer and roe deer, foxes and wild boars I think. Several of my friends live in the area and I love them very much. Last summer, for the first time in a very long time, I spent the whole summer in Hungary and a lot of it in our Park. I really missed it all over the years. 

I am grateful to everyone I was able to share this time with, old and new friends. It was an unforgettable experience for me. Maybe one day I can move to a house near our Park, it is one of my "secret" wishes 😊 I think in the future I would like to commute between Hungary and Turkey and live a kind of "commuter lifestyle". I love both Turkey 

and Hungary, but of course I have to admit that I really love Hungary,

 where I was born and grew up and where most of my dearest friends and family live. By the way, I don't know if someone who is tied up abroad can ever get away from the "motherland" without missing it. It's hard to be divided. At least for me it is not easy. 

MALENKIJ ROBOT 😮 

So, people still believe that those who don't work (on the one hand, they shouldn't eat 😊 ) are lazybones or parasites living off others, but in no way decent people. However, I think work kills the soul... maybe not all kind of work, but most of it.

But somehow this belief that you have to work in order to be seen as an honest or ‘useful’ person is still going strong, just like the belief one was, that the Earth is flat or that the Earth is the centre of the universe and the Sun revolves around the Earth and the Sun rises and sets... However these beliefs are still alive today, because that's what we say and that's how we see it, so that's what we believe: that ‘the Sun rises’ in relation to us, right? 

So, returning to the issue of work, unemployment, meaning that a person does not have a job for which they receive a wage or salary and does not go to a workplace where they have a boss or colleagues and where they are exhausted every day... in other words, anyone who does not have this is not a normal person.

I have written about housewives before. Are they not decent people? Or artists, who spend all day waiting for inspiration or practising at home or creating huge paintings or sculptures (who knows when and who will buy them) or writers (such as the eldest son in the film The Durrels 😊, who is a complete slacker... but he's a writer 😊 ), but I ask you, what would our lives be like if there were no housewives, writers, poets, musicians, dancers, etc.?

And if someone just wants to stay at home and someone else agrees to support them, why is that ‘immoral’ and something to be ashamed of? Because, for example, I once didn't have a job, and when I told people that, I always felt them looking at me disapprovingly. But sometimes this can put you at a disadvantage. For example, you apply for a job, but let's say you haven't had a registered job for many years... this is such a negative factor that you may not even be invited for an interview.

For many people, it is completely unimaginable that there is life without work and that someone can still be a very decent person and may not have fallen behind in their development just because, for example, they haven't had a registered job for many years.

But the point is morality and that certain look and negative discrimination. This is incomprehensible to me. Especially from people who may themselves deeply desire a world where people can live and create freely... but they have this prejudice in their heads and cannot get rid of it because it is difficult to change, as it is linked to a belief system. And then there are those who want to cling tooth and nail to a system where the essence of human life is to slave away for a lifetime. 

Meanwhile, there are countries where income is a basic right, and there are others where they would like this to be the case. I think this kind of morality that does not allow people not to work stems from the fear that people will become free and transform the world and themselves, and a whole new kind of society will emerge. 

Immagine a new world, full of liberated people who create instead of working, think instead of nodding, change instead of compromising... who are happy and take things lightly instead of being lethargic and depressed, who don't take medication because they have more time for themselves and have the time, energy and desire to be at peace with their bodies, do sports, plant flowers and watch all day long as another leaf blossoms or a new shoot grows and admire this miracle... Or watching their children play and reading stories to them and playing with them freely, as if they were children themselves, and sometimes just sitting silently for hours, perhaps because they are pondering a line they read in a book that has set off an unstoppable ‘train of thought’ in them and sometimes they just sit on a bench and watch the birds, the trees, the blue sky, the milky clouds and listen to the wind rustling the leaves of the platan trees... 

They marvel at the life they are part of and give thanks for being able to experience it day after day... because they don't have to rush anywhere, because they DON'T HAVE TO do anything, because there will be enough time for everything and priorities, values and roles will change. Etc....think about the rest, imagine the most wonderful world you would like to live in and would like your children and their children and their children's children to live in. In a wonderful world, people will no longer be selfish, they will not only think of themselves, but also of the future, not only of their own children's future, but also of the future of other people's children and other people and other living beings... At least that's how I imagine it 😊

There are, for example people who spend the whole day reading or watching films or drawing or writing or looking at postcards or taking photos or walking in nature and admiring it or cooking purely for pleasure, not for money, not for recognition, not for some kind of reward... and in doing all this, they become happier and happier and they are kind to others, and they have many beautiful thoughts, and somtimes suddenly they feel the urge to create something or make something new. Is that not good? Is that immoral? Are they a bad person? 

 

 THINGS WHICH HAS MEANING 

After a while, music became my best friend, and it still is. And the strangest thing is that this relationship between me and music just keeps growing and deepening. I should note here that my collection of instruments at home has expanded again😊. I got a guitar! A real guitar! For me!😲

I never would have thought it. But I did. And I didn't even buy it. Someone just gave it to me because they thought it would be a good fit for me, seeing me play my ukulele. And then not so long ago, I found a small drum at my favourite market. And what a sound it has! 💥💟Well, I bought that... Hurray!

Anyway, what I wanted to say was, I believe that humans are born to create, not to work like soulless robots. For example, I feel very bad after a while if I can't do something, something creativ. Create something... no matter how small or trivial. But not just for the sake of doing it, but to express something from within me (this may sound a little silly). 

I feel this way when I write, or when I think about an interesting idea from a book and ponder it, or when I sing or play one of my instruments, or when I tend to my plants, or when I decorate our home, or when I cut my hair, or when I dress the way I want... mostly fucking not caring what others think about it or about me 😊 and things like that...

Or I do something that helps something or someone grow, either externally 😊 or internally. I know these are simple and small things, but they make me feel happier and freer.

I love to write. Some people say I write well... that motivates me 😊 And now my dear husband has given me a wonderful bracelet with two small white balls with letters on them. 

This bracelet was made to remind the wearer not to forget to write. It's a wonderful idea!

I believe that creation is connected to the meaning of being human, and it is closely linked to creativity and inspiration (which I have been lacking a bit lately ☹), to constantly creating something and expressing something of ourselves. And of course, what that means is different for everyone. But I think it's something that gives us the feeling that we have become more, or that it simply changes our mood, makes us feel better...

Inspiration can come from anywhere and find us at the most unexpected moments. Many artistic creations are born from feelings of love, but many are born from suffering (sometimes the two are strangely mixed together 😊 ☹) or during the dream. 

For me, for example, my best ideas were born for a long time, while showering.

 

Someone once said that maybe it's because I relax at that time... there may be something to that. Lately, I've been finding inspiration more often while walking and listening to music. Not because I'm searching for something, but because it just happens. Maybe that's the key. Not wanting. Maybe that's the key to many things.