• Expectation

    We all know how frustrating it is to see how suddenly the perfect image of reality that we have created in our own minds unfolds in front of us just like a nightmare, instead of like a blissful dream. How is it possible that everything we thought was going to happen, everything we planned, didn’t…

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  • Acceptance

    Sometimes 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…

    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.

    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

    Art: 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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