Sun of Infinite Circularity

Sun of infinite circularity becomes briefly a forgotten star by falling into the horizon of trembling hands. Don’t fear in those moments of eventual darkness. A shadowy world is brightened by simple moments of truth, a realization that everything has its inner meaning, a wholeness ingrained into every single beach of endless crystal waves. Beyond the horizon lies the sun of imaginary...
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Ocean of Potentiality

I became an untold memory that portrays a gracious mystery of love; one that patiently waits for its spirit to be freed from its petty desires just as the mirror of time does when being in front of its bubbling soul admiring the possibility of being eternal. Once, in a hurricane of despair, I realized I had to unleash the force hidden beneath my skin by plunging into the eyes of those who...
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River of Purity

My sorrow is a reflection of my fear, a sensation of frustration touching our bare skin. Its sensibility is like a river whose clarity must prevail in order to exist because if not, just like the river I will slowly die until the only thing left is the foul odor of rage in the once clear water. Yet, if I feel that I am already in the process of decomposing… Don’t panic, don’t...
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Stardust of Fantasia

I am touched by extraordinary beauty; it is my soul exposed to the winds of higher intentions, those that elevate my being into a free forest of wills. I am touched by irreverent compassion; it is my naked wish to smile to everyone who fears, those who creep into shadows in terror of being burned. I am touched by fascinating feelings of love; it is my heart lingering for a passionate...
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Wall of Foam

In a wall of foam, I am… The foam is so elaborate that its bubbles recreate my life in an instant of scientific bliss. Pumping out of my heart is the foam. It is the loving nature of the ocean blasting into the shore. It is the one guilty of producing the wall of foam out of the past. I am sitting in a wall of foam. It is lost memories diluting the force of the ocean into the vastness of...
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Wisdom of Love

In the wisdom of a loving heart, lies a tree in blossoming years. Whenever its flowers burst, eternity counts its seconds to start pouring its river into the sprouts of regeneration as if they were heavenly stars waiting to be freed from the fear that makes them fall old. In the wisdom of a truthful mouth, lies the most magnificent silence waiting to become the tree who gives it...
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