Wednesday, 28 October 2015

when you feel an emptiness in your stomach and it's not hunger, it's thirst for art and culture...

Monday, 26 October 2015

Almost unbearable.

I see the world, I look at every corner I can glance,
and all the beauty that accumulates is overwhelming;
I watch the gruesome actions of Men, the horror and the stupidity,
and all of it is so sordid and senseless that it becomes unbearable.

And now and again I sink in nostalgia, or I dive in dreams,
because it's so much easier to dwell in good moments,
though the feeling of them slipping through the fingertips of the mind
can be quite frustrating and again unbearable.

Sliding back and forth in the unbearable lightness of existing
and the darkness of being
I can hear the heavy rain tap on the door and scratching the walls
and then the thunders come and kick them down,
make them disappear in massive explosions,
and all this just to show me that I can bear it all.


Monday, 19 October 2015

Our need to anthropophormize everything since animals to machines, is not only an exercise of the ego but also a means to fight loneliness.

Tuesday, 13 October 2015

I have the melancholic Autumn in my body and the harsh Winter in my soul;
I wish Spring would shine upon my hair and Summer would bathe me with its sun.

Monday, 12 October 2015

How grand... People just spend their lives as mere slaves of illusions about love, money and other fabricated ideas.
You can be hopeless, you can be a romantic and you can be a hopeless romantic, but in each case you're completely screwed.

Sunday, 11 October 2015

How hard is it to find someone emotionally strong and at the same time emotionally beautiful...
Is it because of our nature of duality that we've all got a bad side, that everyone has a trigger that sets them mad, or furious, or just angry?
Or is it possible that the human being can develop and grow only focusing in the good part, becoming with everything good, uprising against the bad?

Atypical

A woman who has self-esteem and good character, who is not bitchy, who is not a mother with children but a mother to many people who need it; not someone's wife but a life companion, who is more profound, intimate and doer of the true love; not wearing heels, not wearing make-up and not having emotional voids filled by shopping.
Everything, since dreams to reality, is just a distraction from the fact that we are all going to die one day.
Not knowing what day is it, is the best way not to grow old; unless you're already old and that's the reason you don't know what day is it. :D

Tuesday, 6 October 2015

Always be strong, always be bold

don't be regular, always be bold, 
never italic but always underlined, 

you are the words of the origins, 
the seeds of the crops
the sky of the sea
and the wind that moves the tide

always be bold, always be strong
for you are the heat of the sun
and the ray of the lighting storm
you are the pure energy that's unique in the world, 

always be strong always be bold.

Friday, 2 October 2015