Mindful eyes

This is the 3rd out of only 3 chronicles written for the Metropolitan Humans.
For your Minds, Eyes...

LOADING... I was thinking and thinking about what could this chronicle be about over the weeks.

CHOOSING... something positive, optimistic, mindful. Most humans are good at heart and for every human in this world there's a purpose, a mission. In search of one's own mission, there will be challenges, but the beauty of life is how challenging it can be.

CHALLENGING... After all the adversities, there's hope. There's peace. Grit. You'll become way better than you used to be if you want to. The power of your mind is amazing, and you have to challenge yourself. While there's life, there's no death. MHS, part III is about looking at the metropolitan skies to find the cosmos within yourself.

And as I find myself writing this last piece for the MHS series I reflect on how life experiences are important for our growth, and that they're not numbers.

Human experiences are unique, powerful, colorful, rainbowy in all senses. They're a set of memories collected day-by-day, time after time, with feelings, emotions, touches, laughters, gazes, smells. Every experience counts even though sometimes it looks like they're not serving a purpose, like a mentor always told me. Having people that inspire you is key. Family, friends, mentors, colleagues, bosses. There's someone inspiring everywhere.
The Liquidator too.

Getting to know yourself by embracing experiences is important for your own good. Sometimes the best lesson comes from other's own experiences as well.

Every human has its own set of great attributes, pains, struggles, happy stories to share. And what I have learned is that this is what makes every human being special. But sometimes there's no connection at all, it's like when you see those big eyes in Margaret Keane's paintings and you have a mix of feelings.
Not even Buda, Pest oops, Allah, Jesus and other divine and N creatures are globally accepted. Why would you!? And as you see her paintings, you'll find the pain, the fear, the cry, the human, the metropolitan. The mindful eyes behind all those cosmic creatures which are us all.

But who are the metropolitan humans afterwards? It's you, me, and everyone who sees themselves as a part of a big, interconnected cosmos. I'd like you to stop, and imagine. Imagine people are living in peace without fears. They're living with a certain mission, purpose. The challenges are a part of their long journey.

And after all this time, I realized that for every challenge there's a great life lesson. And the purpose of life is to have remarkable memories. Those where you feel like, if I had to die today I wouldn't have the moment to regret what I'm doing and how I'm living. I'd die in a somehow good state, except by the latop and phone screen use puffffffffffffffff and I couldn't care less.

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As in the last chronicle, I came up with Shirley Bassey too.
And I couldn't care more! Life is not the same without the joyful voice of hers interpreting lovely songs :)
The other day it was This is my life, today it's I am what I am!

I am what I am
I am my own special creation
So come take a look
I don't want praise
I don't want pity
I bang my own drum
Some think it's noise
I think it's pretty
And so what if I love each feather and each spangle
Why not try and see things from a different angle
And what I am needs no excuses
It's my life and there's no return and no deposit
One life, so it's time to open up your closet
Life's not worth a damn till you can say
Hey world I am what I am

I hope I'm able to have mindful eyes, not just something like rose-colored lenses. I hope we all see the beauty of life, but that we do recognize the issues that happen. That's the message.
Long live to all the metropolitan humans.

MHS, III.

*Read on desktop. Picture somewhere near Nomentano in Rome.