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CommUnity of Stars

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Its Human nature

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Mandala Sun

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The Re~Birding of the Chakras

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unanswered 

Havent written in some time

maybe resisting to expose misleading thoughts to this perfect untamable water reflecting the moon.

 

Ego has been the reflection insisting to be heard

but the battle was won …. no space to be torn..

Nowhere to land, walking on sand knowing that lessons are one single point of light in the infinity width of the sky on a clear perfect summery night …

 

More layers or learning to walk better?

Strength or Surrender ness? 

 

Adaptation or Resignation?

 

The more I live the less I understand

Wisdom is not clarity but the confusion of seeing too much and the capacity of accepting what is…

Getting older is knowing that life is unpredictable as the souls we get to encounter , as the unstable weather on a tropical

night where a storm welcomes the stars and the moon becomes a spark of bliss.

Maturity is awareness not aging;

getting older is an easy predictable process but not a synonym of inner growth.

How is it called when our space is in between when we are nor yellow nor green

when sadness is the space of comfort as no direction is bringing us purpose ?

how to choose a destination to feel alive and with determination?…..

 

So here I am writing again thinking aloud about life and its innermost turns of the soul as if they were able to give me clarity

to undiscovered disclosures of this unpredictable pathway back home.

 

 

 

 

 


Eclipse

10670101_347775265390151_2597741953236154825_nConfused by misleading messages, black and white not well defined, blurred lines in this white canvas
Definitions bringing clarity
Silences bringing mystery, as well as opportunities for the creative mind to expand
refusing to surrender to the neutrality of the non-happening, to the comfortable space where things simply remain the same and stability rules
This air is seducing him
the expanding energy cant be tamed and holding it is not an answer anymore….
its raining….and as a shooting star he opens the door and runs as fast as he can
neither wind, rain or darkness can make him desist from this truth
Eclipses can be the obscuring of the light from one celestial body by the passage of another between it and the observer or between it and its source of illumination… he knows that and 
He walks alone
I always wonder how it would be to walk together?


Beach meditation

aroused by her emotions seduced by this soft breeze
her heart started to melt, as a fountain of chocolate youth
wanting to try the fruit of risk and of truth as souls remove all its layers and dance levitating towards source
dancing slowly, this music made her move
anticipating the sound of the beat under this summer heat
The sun was trading its space with the moon and only a swim was in sight under this sunset’s light
Come
I feel you
I know you are around
I have enough breadcrumbs to share as I cant stop my stare from this waves…..
I feed you as you fly
just sing to me as you dive; some fish will arrive whenever you strive.
In silence she was, in this paradise lost
The desire to find him was unfulfilled…
But having the desire simply meant that he existed…Their highways would finally cross, not overlapping simply realizing that the time has arrived
Home can only be felt as Home

The concrete on the sidewalk was still curing
She walked distracted but just on time she was guided to turn.
Obstacles,so many lessons undisclosed
Like a rolling ball crushing against the ground no matter how high it flies….

so she decides to go…..

Back to meditation in this summery scene of unwritten life pages and rain on the skin
adorned by Freckles


Opposites

being different
crushing against this invisible wall between us, pretending that any hole we make will connect us as one….
an illusion it is, as our ways have shifted and our perception has morphed ….
fading slowly the idealized laze flowing smoothly down the waterfall of broken dreams and platonic heroes….
How can we find a way to blend our clashing nature invigorating our essences to emerge?
How can we bridge dissimilar blossoming paths and co-create a versatile anew life roadway ?
What would it be if we learn to be a different me, us, we unexpected and unseen?
Society still influences the rights and the wrongs of this wonder- full life designed to be preened with passions and dreams authentic as sheen, uneasy but ignited with every moon in the sky, bringing renewal as a daily choice.
We craft our days in heat and devotion or we darken our days in confusion and pain.
The only thing she claims is the freedom to be a full version of hers in this life she chooses to ride under thunder and sunshine looking only for truth under nobody else’s roofs.
she wont hurt your life
as she is only love-made hidden behind the costume of zeal and susceptibility.
what’s next?
coalition or demolition?


Love is Human Nature

My last painting for Sale
Finger-painted unframed canvas 5×5
( Acrylics, oils, nail polish)

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Infinite