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Acceptance
View post: AcceptanceSometimes in our lives we are faced with different challenges that require us to act in certain forms; or must I say react, if we were still doing so. Later on we look back upon our actions and we might feel guilt, shame, regret… Is that who I am? We might ask ourselves. Or we…
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Breathe in… Breathe out…
View post: Breathe in… Breathe out…Creativity can only flow through one’s personal sense of life. We create in order to survive. In order to thrive. Each thought is a probability of existence. Each present instant was an ephemeral thought in another time, in another place, in another idea. And only in silence can we breathe. Breathe the echoes of all…
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Vacío. Nada.
View post: Vacío. Nada.Siento mi sangre recorrer mis venas. El corazón palpita. Estoy viva. Mi cuerpo está vivo, y muere cada segundo. Pero mi mente, mi ser, son infinitos y crecen cada segundo. Qué paradoja crecer y morir a un tiempo. A un tiempo que ni siquiera existe. Sólo puede ser que crecer, vivir y morir sean lo…
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Empty
View post: EmptyArt: Kasimir Malevich, Black Circle, State Russian Museum (St. Petesburg). I lost everything so I could be right. And then, winning felt so empty.
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Ethereal moments
View post: Ethereal momentsToday I breathe the fresh air that our Mother Earth provides us with. Between flowing shadows and streams I hear the whistles of the creatures that inhabit this time and space. But today they sound eternal. And the light, and butterflies, and trees, then turn into the colours and tastes of India. It is night,…