Thursday, October 30, 2008
The Window
Paper 14*17- Watercolor Pencils, Pencils, & Ink
"On the other side, where the light grows... where your heart desires to be
oh so hard to let go, cause with the first step
all that light turns into darkness, challenges and wilderness.
If only when I was young, someone would have taught me to live and not to fear"
The Mystery of Life
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
The Absolute Truth
What is the meaning of ¨truth¨?
My truth might be different as yours
but that doesn´t mean you are right and I am wrong...
So how come some may speak of an ¨absolute truth¨
and funny enough.... am I inquiring that this might be not true?
What a complicated and obsured society we are living in.
My truth might be different as yours
but that doesn´t mean you are right and I am wrong...
So how come some may speak of an ¨absolute truth¨
and funny enough.... am I inquiring that this might be not true?
What a complicated and obsured society we are living in.
The content is what matters
There is no shape
we are not the body but the essence inside
So much we loose by forgetting
so concerned about what we see, and what other see on us
trapped in our logic and mind
forgetting that the content matters more than the cointainer
we are not the body but the essence inside
So much we loose by forgetting
so concerned about what we see, and what other see on us
trapped in our logic and mind
forgetting that the content matters more than the cointainer
Maturity
As I grow,
I realized that some of us grow old
and others just tall.
We cried, we learn, we get lost so many times along the way
some roll, some crawl until we get to the point,
were we stand up and walk.
Sadly others stay were they fall.
As I grow,
I realized that some of us grow old,
and others just tall.
I realized that some of us grow old
and others just tall.
We cried, we learn, we get lost so many times along the way
some roll, some crawl until we get to the point,
were we stand up and walk.
Sadly others stay were they fall.
As I grow,
I realized that some of us grow old,
and others just tall.
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