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Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Immortality

Immor tality Life starts with a cry and ends with a sigh. It is there to grab; the aim self-indulgence, greediness, happiness, immortality? Hand in hand life and death take their stroll in the cosmos. Oblivious of the end, like dizzy flies entangled in the superficial missing the essence, allowing... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, October 17, 2008

Uncle Anthony a true story

Uncle Anthony Strong as a bull and stubborn like a donkey, his physique herculean. Fate envied the prowess disclosing cancer. It was advanced, the cells gone wild no hope there. Doctors as they should, in sad manner announced his wife to wait for the worse. The future widow, although not very... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, October 12, 2008

The Bell

The Bell On the rough pavement surrounded by the rusty building, the young voices contrasted with the decay,gave a hint of the future; a beehive of disorder and liveliness belonging only to the young. The bell rang: the end to play. The end to inspiration. The end to creativity. The end to... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Machu Pichu

Machu Picchu The serpentine rails narrow and intimidating, invite you to dream and wonder.Nature, a cinematic picture, changing from the lustruous known trees, to the barren naked mountains, to the jungle shimmering under the sun and the crystaline water of the quiet river. A boom and orgy of colors... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, October 5, 2008

Ode to the baby

Ode to the baby Perfectly self contained, she arrives to the vast universe. The senses receptive to sound, touch, smell, and sound. The eyes searching for the new, the smell for the recognition of memory, touch to feel the heat and caress; sound, in harmony to the heart beats. In the arms she... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, September 27, 2008

The forgetful cricket

The forgetful cricket A long diagonal line transversed the new sky; washed by the sudden rain,trees shimmered under the diamond blessing. Small drops,like tears reaching the soil giving way to a muted lulluby,cushioned the heavy steps. A fallen leaf gracefully reaching the earth, enduring its... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, September 16, 2008

War and peace?

War and Peace? The city surrounded,not by the army, but by the entangling bay. Peaceful it stays admiring the blue calm now, once, wild and menacing. The ancient citadel the stronghold of attacks, stands proud of its achievement. Marbel people at its beauty and power of survival! Now the only token... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, September 10, 2008

The almond tree

The almond tree The passing of time his alianated friend,patiently waiting for the spring to come. Unfailingly it came too late for the impatient tree:in the midst of winter decided to challenge it and the white nymph like petals defied in the frailty the crude wind. But, it survived and in summer... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, August 4, 2008

SILENCE II

SILENCE II Attacted by the sound of Strauss',the tiny sparrow followed the rhythm in his excited voice. Sea that kisses the glistening sun offers the sand,pathos with its licking tongue. Clouds pushed by the sweet air, paint the sky in eternal dance. The moon casts a pale shadow:contagious sickness.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, August 2, 2008

Silence

Silence Two swans watched their reflection on the moony water then, their snaky necks looked up to the sky, dark very dark. Moving gracefully,leaving behind the thin line of their trace, a perennial follower to their path. Earth that evolved giving rise to the miracles of life choosing the fittest... Sign in to see full entry.

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Female choreographer restless and searching for the essence in things and people. I suffer from an existentialist depression since the age of sixteen. This includes a melancholy for humanity and its fate to perish and disappear. The best thing to do to escape or at least combat this feeling is to be creative and have a good relationship to people.

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