Friday, 1 May 2020

Only a vast array of experiences, lived and not lived, but all thought and analysed, can generate true wisdom and put the "memory palace" in order.
Larger than the sky, did anyone made you feel enough as they were enough for you? If so, you probably beat the odds. Maybe one day, before the unavoidable long night, I'll get to feel it too.
Each feeling doesn't exist on its own; it's just the sum of many others, including the opposites. 
Nowadays the only time the window is opened is to hear the thousands of birds singing ever so clearly through the void of the night, filling my heart with gratitude for their existence. 
The moon visited tonight as a remembrance of yesterdays that had their time. 
The cold air of crystal dawns... it brings everything back as a slow motion ocean wave returning the long forgotten familiar feeling of a sweet embrace. 

For "we shall not falter" even though we are tired.
 The birds are chirping loudly, the dogs are barking too, there was a couple of deers on the parking lot and the blackbirds are always visiting too. Outside the world is still wild at heart and waiting for its chance to thrive. Inside the world is pointless and nothing you can do will make it rise.
If I could have a healed heart in a healed world, at the sound of Alice's harp, after all the freezing cold, would I not see Spring again without being a foe, would I not be high instead of low? 
How many lives and deaths fit in a lifetime? 
Art has answered that question and it saves and makes reborn everyday the love and beauty that's inside of you. For you are the Phoenix in life's labyrinth and you shall rise whenever you fall.
 It's hard to reach your skin now, for a thousand years I crawled like a snake in the desert to touch it, to be able to feel its life pulsating through the veins, to hear the drum roll of the ocean against it. 
But no one told me that the long road was never-ending and no one told me that it doesn't really do.

Wednesday, 18 March 2020

... rage against the dying of the light...

Why rage against the dying of the light? We should embrace it like a loving mistress and the sweet sorrow of delight.

Covid19

Yes, it is about you too. Because even if you're young and healthy you will become an agent of contamination and people will die because of you passing them virus and contributing to this chain of unconscious murderers.
The only thing is that many of us are conscious and doing the best to not get in this wheel of the disease.
What about you, who willingly don't want to care?