Two dreams,
two souls,
two opposite poles,
neighbors, never joined, and never far apart.
Touches in black and white,
film of a silent film.
Music for words,
two dreams of two souls,
viewers to look again themselves.
Tears of a final
smiles and applause that nothing will, two dreams that will not be united.
Two dreams,
two souls,
waiting, the start of the film is,
in the final pool,
put an end to that dream,
love of two souls who are now in real color and words to say,
I love you.
sabato 6 agosto 2011
mercoledì 3 agosto 2011
the Moth
Sad to be butterflies of the night,
nothing is in color, only shades below.
The moth in his fly,
Butterfly of the night, which of itself can not tell ..
Now comes,
his fate is already sealed,
color of ashes to immortalize,
body and wings,
They want to fly,
Notice she is mysterious, sad ..
A few days will explore,
You look at her fly, think again
and think again ..
She is happy in her swing,
time is limited,
destiny that does not tremble,
continues to fly,
beautiful moth who teaches us,
the meaning of life.
nothing is in color, only shades below.
The moth in his fly,
Butterfly of the night, which of itself can not tell ..
Now comes,
his fate is already sealed,
color of ashes to immortalize,
body and wings,
They want to fly,
Notice she is mysterious, sad ..
A few days will explore,
You look at her fly, think again
and think again ..
She is happy in her swing,
time is limited,
destiny that does not tremble,
continues to fly,
beautiful moth who teaches us,
the meaning of life.
the Fairy
She laughs and laughs at you ... hahaha, Look and words do not have. She is the fairy. Want to beg, hymn to the pain evident that alchemy live without time, a cry that you ..
Her the Fairy, who appears in the fog to your screaming I invoke, though now on his knees, fear your cloak ... Burden.
Now you do, stupid man invokes her clemency, she laughs. Look you do not know what to do, the smile she appears now, everything is light and crisp.
He said: Get up ..
You feel as if suspended by wires trembling legs to support us, the burden of fear crushes your nature, naked man hours without veils, called love, and the fog disappears.
Shadow of a rosy light that love lights up, takes shape in fear, you get up quietly.
Screams ... ... ... .. Fine, but to yourself.
The Fairy, beautiful you are going to be naked in your touch, hug and not be afraid, naked and alive you must take the soul that wants revenge, the horror hit me tell you ... No way, no time, fear is your prison ..
Now feel the infinity of the Fairy, contact of the lips.
Now close your eyes, the kiss is the covenant that you are going to do, including blood and tears must now pay nothing.
Wonderful feeling, now see, and you're already behind it goes.
Shouts, but who you are, you as the wind rolls his eyes and scoff at you, laughs, laughs, ...
... Word that thunders. the truth, you were looking for.
Man now walks toward a universe that belongs to you, naked six
the mantle has fallen.
Available now you can dance,
in truth you are,
understanding that you want to sing, everything is what it has always been,
fear only an illusion.
Her the Fairy, who appears in the fog to your screaming I invoke, though now on his knees, fear your cloak ... Burden.
Now you do, stupid man invokes her clemency, she laughs. Look you do not know what to do, the smile she appears now, everything is light and crisp.
He said: Get up ..
You feel as if suspended by wires trembling legs to support us, the burden of fear crushes your nature, naked man hours without veils, called love, and the fog disappears.
Shadow of a rosy light that love lights up, takes shape in fear, you get up quietly.
Screams ... ... ... .. Fine, but to yourself.
The Fairy, beautiful you are going to be naked in your touch, hug and not be afraid, naked and alive you must take the soul that wants revenge, the horror hit me tell you ... No way, no time, fear is your prison ..
Now feel the infinity of the Fairy, contact of the lips.
Now close your eyes, the kiss is the covenant that you are going to do, including blood and tears must now pay nothing.
Wonderful feeling, now see, and you're already behind it goes.
Shouts, but who you are, you as the wind rolls his eyes and scoff at you, laughs, laughs, ...
... Word that thunders. the truth, you were looking for.
Man now walks toward a universe that belongs to you, naked six
the mantle has fallen.
Available now you can dance,
in truth you are,
understanding that you want to sing, everything is what it has always been,
fear only an illusion.
The flowers of the myrtle
Harsh land,
mighty wind, cleave to the cliffs, island ..
Sea, turquoise cross over,
White beaches,
reflected light,
climbs up towards the green, quiet ...
Nell'abbaglio The eye of the sunset,
seen the last ray of white light.
Flower of Myrtle,
in all its splendor,
the wind does not break petals,
white, strong,
as the land of the island in the sea,
timeless beauty,
charm to remember ...
the Fairy
mighty wind, cleave to the cliffs, island ..
Sea, turquoise cross over,
White beaches,
reflected light,
climbs up towards the green, quiet ...
Nell'abbaglio The eye of the sunset,
seen the last ray of white light.
Flower of Myrtle,
in all its splendor,
the wind does not break petals,
white, strong,
as the land of the island in the sea,
timeless beauty,
charm to remember ...
the Fairy
the temples of love
Remember a time when the love of her innocence, a past of hate, hate this ..
Recall of life between a man and a woman, fleeting glances and subtle signals.The meetings have hopes, we put everything there, we observe in the hope of a flower that will blossom. The contact is verbal, words of description, understanding now only on notes and directions are thin. Smells to remember who is in front of us. The eye colors of light fantasy, the nuances are absent, it's all in the middle of his gaudy hues. Words that slowly bring the serene, quietly approaching infinity and is another way to participate in the ritual.
The skin, the contact says much heat that pervades the mind and flows into the cells that go insane, hot, cold, fire and then ..The contact to the temples where we live the game is almost the height of the lovers.
Game, life is a game at the end of warm and lively, full and empty, every moment is indelible in my heart. The temple of love resides in us and now its doors are open, gold and incense, intoxicate the atmosphere, the bright light envelops everything. The heat is warm and love is open, waiting.
The completion of the final meaning is the flavor, feel, one of the other, the temple will now be in its heyday. Steal "the essence" of the vortex that absorbs everything, we will be inside the temple of love, all senses will now be off peak and no desire ...
The contact will come in and see the deeper truth is love? or illusion? Everything seems bright hours ..
We have put us in everything we are, the desire is strong, but fear will not stop the instincts, the temple of love is now open and everything goes in his mystery.
We want the future to draw the map of life and love, but the first contact will unveil our senses, we will be bare, hoping that the heart be united with the heart that we met.
The desire for life is strong and this must be the gift .... To love and be loved, called the temple of love to life and deep knowledge of him and us in a whole that will be ..
Recall of life between a man and a woman, fleeting glances and subtle signals.The meetings have hopes, we put everything there, we observe in the hope of a flower that will blossom. The contact is verbal, words of description, understanding now only on notes and directions are thin. Smells to remember who is in front of us. The eye colors of light fantasy, the nuances are absent, it's all in the middle of his gaudy hues. Words that slowly bring the serene, quietly approaching infinity and is another way to participate in the ritual.
The skin, the contact says much heat that pervades the mind and flows into the cells that go insane, hot, cold, fire and then ..The contact to the temples where we live the game is almost the height of the lovers.
Game, life is a game at the end of warm and lively, full and empty, every moment is indelible in my heart. The temple of love resides in us and now its doors are open, gold and incense, intoxicate the atmosphere, the bright light envelops everything. The heat is warm and love is open, waiting.
The completion of the final meaning is the flavor, feel, one of the other, the temple will now be in its heyday. Steal "the essence" of the vortex that absorbs everything, we will be inside the temple of love, all senses will now be off peak and no desire ...
The contact will come in and see the deeper truth is love? or illusion? Everything seems bright hours ..
We have put us in everything we are, the desire is strong, but fear will not stop the instincts, the temple of love is now open and everything goes in his mystery.
We want the future to draw the map of life and love, but the first contact will unveil our senses, we will be bare, hoping that the heart be united with the heart that we met.
The desire for life is strong and this must be the gift .... To love and be loved, called the temple of love to life and deep knowledge of him and us in a whole that will be ..
paint
traces,
color, rainbows ...
Dinpingo, clouds,
the name of love, indelible color, put it in the sky.
Image without the border, eyes that see, rainbows.
Us to capture color, paint,
without stopping the portraits,
I want to paint the clouds that memories of a love,
no black without white.
Red, forever.
color, rainbows ...
Dinpingo, clouds,
the name of love, indelible color, put it in the sky.
Image without the border, eyes that see, rainbows.
Us to capture color, paint,
without stopping the portraits,
I want to paint the clouds that memories of a love,
no black without white.
Red, forever.
The Drowned World
They are shadows, I wonder, have touched all the poles of existence, are now light ..
Tell the world that it is an area where we walk without even knowing which direction to take.Often the swaying motion of the sea is like a perpetual, many do not admit this. .Too honest to say that you do not have directions, but in this lies a truth. The direction is not the place where we will go and see, touch, and simply the projection that we give to our existence.It seems absurd to say, all this is clear, why ask a thing if we know what to do and where to go, we have created and proliferated. Everything is perfect, apparently remains, if the world becomes a bump and not a flat surface, many would fall and this is a highlight. That says just be free to think whatever you want, but remember:
that everything is not infinite to a finite, but the finite to the infinite.
But no one can say to someone who is experiencing a world of appearances to date. The structure is built up in us has been consolidated over time, and leave you a feeling of being lost. Often, in talking to people I realize this and if in a dialogue expose a different view, focusing inwards is exposed in the pillory. I love this now, and I say to all the people who are in the underwater world, this life, in the way of light.
Way of light, or by interiority, consciousness, and many many terms that can be said. The substance in the concept does not change, what changes is that fear is rampant and the abstract thinking that you are in these streets, many are not. Fear always belongs to those who are rational and logical, where a scheme poses a living. Remains true that fear is a necessity, which cling to the present, but remains a constant overdose leading to overdose with time. With this dose of fear is proportional to the need to have a stop to accidental falls of life, and with this we are always in awareness.
People struggle to understand this, and in itself the world that is below them or above, write a little change location to a world that lives in the spirit and not in matter. This is not a criticism, rather it is just to know that under what we call the world exists in an infinite space, a different world, one of the shallowness of people who only know and never feel the breeze of the wind transport.
People who are in the give and not to judge, in love and never hate, fear, make it an experience and not a public event. For them it's just an exploration of life and not possess a right. They are today and are happy about this, see the past with a smile and laugh in the future, the infinite in their houses and this poses no stops. Everything is included and all share is the true sign that belongs to all, and not exposed to show the wisdom of the superiority inclined to denigrate someone.
The underwater world is just waiting to be discovered in every discovery there is a gift, who denies the existence of this must be understood, so it's just a term that arises in a non-accepting differences. Remain without expanding to another not a certainty but a doubt, that those who are not opposed.
Besides, we are many and varied and each person is free in this thought, decides what is right and what is not.Accept of life and the weather can change anybody's terms but ourselves.
Tell the world that it is an area where we walk without even knowing which direction to take.Often the swaying motion of the sea is like a perpetual, many do not admit this. .Too honest to say that you do not have directions, but in this lies a truth. The direction is not the place where we will go and see, touch, and simply the projection that we give to our existence.It seems absurd to say, all this is clear, why ask a thing if we know what to do and where to go, we have created and proliferated. Everything is perfect, apparently remains, if the world becomes a bump and not a flat surface, many would fall and this is a highlight. That says just be free to think whatever you want, but remember:
that everything is not infinite to a finite, but the finite to the infinite.
But no one can say to someone who is experiencing a world of appearances to date. The structure is built up in us has been consolidated over time, and leave you a feeling of being lost. Often, in talking to people I realize this and if in a dialogue expose a different view, focusing inwards is exposed in the pillory. I love this now, and I say to all the people who are in the underwater world, this life, in the way of light.
Way of light, or by interiority, consciousness, and many many terms that can be said. The substance in the concept does not change, what changes is that fear is rampant and the abstract thinking that you are in these streets, many are not. Fear always belongs to those who are rational and logical, where a scheme poses a living. Remains true that fear is a necessity, which cling to the present, but remains a constant overdose leading to overdose with time. With this dose of fear is proportional to the need to have a stop to accidental falls of life, and with this we are always in awareness.
People struggle to understand this, and in itself the world that is below them or above, write a little change location to a world that lives in the spirit and not in matter. This is not a criticism, rather it is just to know that under what we call the world exists in an infinite space, a different world, one of the shallowness of people who only know and never feel the breeze of the wind transport.
People who are in the give and not to judge, in love and never hate, fear, make it an experience and not a public event. For them it's just an exploration of life and not possess a right. They are today and are happy about this, see the past with a smile and laugh in the future, the infinite in their houses and this poses no stops. Everything is included and all share is the true sign that belongs to all, and not exposed to show the wisdom of the superiority inclined to denigrate someone.
The underwater world is just waiting to be discovered in every discovery there is a gift, who denies the existence of this must be understood, so it's just a term that arises in a non-accepting differences. Remain without expanding to another not a certainty but a doubt, that those who are not opposed.
Besides, we are many and varied and each person is free in this thought, decides what is right and what is not.Accept of life and the weather can change anybody's terms but ourselves.
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