Αγαπημένα

You have given your final apologies, you have reached your final depths. The deepest holes Taking steps to the side you passed through the world You chose to leave the fear You are trapped in a world of obstacles This time is real This time is for reality This world It is the path of evil The pain that I hide Let's make this happen.. Left with shame Will anyone out there blame me? Someone... Show me that it is very far from seeing What God made of us Tell me what is a dream Was it made to be this way?… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

“Hasta que el inconsciente no se haga consciente, el subconsciente dirigirá tu vida, y tú le llamarás destino”. Carl Jung.… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

Here I am waiting , sighing here , all that I have lost can it be mine again ? Here I am without hope, with innocent eyes, if I could rebuild everything I lost... stolen by the waves, I am broken against the wind, forgiving in silence and resigned in absentia. A distant dream is somewhere, could it be mine?… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

Imagine an infant lying in its cradle and the window is open, and into the room comes something, marvelous, mysterious, glittering, shedding light of many colors, movement, sound, a transformative hierophany of integrated perception. The c***d is enthralled, and then the mother comes into the room and says to the c***d, "That's a bird, baby, that's a bird." Instantly the complex wave of the angel, peacock, iridescent, transformative mystery is collapsed into the word. All mystery is gone, the c***d learns this is a bird, this is a bird, and by the time we're five or six years old all the myste… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

I wish I was a glance of your reality white dreams have lost all their purityc see the dawn becoming so fragile (The rain of serene skies...) All is so quiet now is so silent In the weakness of light In the pale of hope White dreams have lost all purity For I won't be with you useless tears I cried for I can't be strong nor the wise chilled by the rain I wish I was a glance of your reality... at the dawn of your heaven I close my eyes...my eyes... and I see you leaving useless tears i cried see the dawn becoming so fragile all is so quiet now all is so silent let the frost hurt your eyes a rea… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

Sueña el rey que es rey, y vive con este engaño mandando, disponiendo y gobernando; y este aplauso, que recibe prestado, en el viento escribe y en cenizas le convierte la muerte (¡desdicha fuerte!): ¡que hay quien intente reinar viendo que ha de despertar en el sueño de la muerte! Sueña el rico en su riqueza, que más cuidados le ofrece; sueña el pobre que padece su miseria y su pobreza; sueña el que a medrar empieza, sueña el que afana y pretende, sueña el que agravia y ofende, y en el mundo, en conclusión, todos sueñan lo que son, aunque ninguno lo entiende. Yo sueño que estoy aquí, destas… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

Needles are piercing through my skin I'll tell you the feeling what it's like Is life just all about deception? Please don't be a part of a fairy tale, but you're so young to play with thy own will Should I trade the breath of my life for freedom? (In the rain) I'm calling you, dear (Find the way) Can't you see me standing right here? (Feel my pain) Life's bleeding from fear (Find its place) I will give it straight from my vein Needles are piercing through my skin I don't fear the fucking life This never meant I can't sit by They say as if it takes me somewhere Just let me swallow the fait… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

Weakened by my despair I howl my sorrow In vain nothing could have cured my distress life has put me down i'm drowning in a sea of sadness In silence I've cried so long life has put me down i'm drowning in a sea of sadness… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

Я уже писала о том, почему в MASP девушек называют кошками и почему это такой женский тотем. Природные и естественные грация, пластика, сексуальность и красота этих животных и стали причиной выбора этого тотема. Но кошки еще и независимы, трудно дрессируемы и очень «взбалмошные и самостоятельные», в общем, кошки и женщины сестры-близнецы. Но есть и другая сторона медали. О женщине, шагающей по жизни «с широко расставленными ногами», говорят «ебливая, как кошка». И это главный мистический довод, почему именно кошка стала женским образом в MASP. Женщина выражение женского начала, энергия Вселенн… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

por qué bombas? por qué no dialogo? hay sitio para todos por qué desesperas? por qué no disfrutas? la vida puede ser maravilhosa por qué destrozas? por qué no proteges? este mundo és tuyo porque no… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

Filled with sorrow... Bleak inner self touched by pride, devoured by solitude, still wrapped in time. I'm flowing with pain! Holding myself back in suspicion... and lingering in the dust... the dust of my abandoned remains. Killed with the dagger of life...! Such an exquisite pride in my suffering... alone, all alone with the emotional streams of my soul... So real, so pure... yet I'm left aside entangled in fear... without hope.I am truly left alone, but somehow... just somehow it feels like my loneliness is a victory over the self-delusion of joy... and happiness My heart beats faster, the a… Διαβάστε περισσότερα

My whole shivers as i feel my fever entwined by the wind the end of the road is near black winds, enclosing the valleys the white skies open and swallow their screams I once dreamed you could reach me In the ocean's waves now all i see is their silent dances I once dreamed we could be together In this dismal scenario but noone ever walked these shores In his mirages the loner hides his fears passively i watched the seasons pass the meadows getting dried like rusted over time,… Διαβάστε περισσότερα