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Poet of Eternal Dreams

Flying in the perspective that many fear to reach, one can set an example. Thus, our world becomes a better place because there is no more violence because there is no more impotence but innocent liberty. In such child liberty, one can become ONE with our dreams, so it can become a reality. A child [...]

Flowers of Hope

What if there is perfection, but there is also the non-perfect, both as a perfect-non-perfection, being cooked as a single flower. Imagine the flower, layered with different types of experience. The flower might be visually perfect, so you taste it, and it reminds you of a delightful home. A friend interrupts your insightful experience, eats [...]

The Root of Desire

Desire not, and find freedom. This is a communalist interpretation of reality; they say. So it all seems to be dismissed in a past that reminds dystopia. Desire not, and experience your inner glory. How can communalism apply to the inner workings of reality? There are certain affairs that have no social contract, and although [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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. [...]

Happy Hop

One day I’ll fly… I’ll open my imagination to its most magnificent extent. The river of the impossible will flow through my fingers as I dissolve myself in it. Fear will dissipate from my trembling hands. Giving the opportunity to breathe freedom without the constrained and pre-constructed atmosphere… Choked we can live and never be [...]

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