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Friday, August 1, 2008

Night

NIGHT Beautiful autumn night, the full moon a magnificent queen watches the universe. We,celebrating on earth sitting side by side our eyes oblivious of the celestial harmony. The sudden sweet sound of a train moving rhythmically, a slow lightning between the leafs awakens memories. The music played... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, July 31, 2008

YOUTH

YOUTH Translucent, pale skin unscathed by time. Round sensual lips inviting to leave the scar. Shinny playful eyes arrogant to the glazed old and dull. Soft muscels like well trained feline, he conquers space leaving the graceful trace. Cellls young and restless bubbling energy that explodes,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, July 25, 2008

Incomplete

Incomplete (Babene) When I saw you, it was already late. I wanting to reverse time, was powerless; and powerless to pacify my feelings. Like a hidden message, codified, to be understood only by you and me, we spoke. Words were not used; eyes, smile,electric vibration; When absent the smell of your... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, July 13, 2008

HOSPITAL

HOSPITAL The air was dry, cold, static in the atmosphere. The rubber mute steps on the wet pavement escort the quiet dispair. The terracotta building immobile, threatening awaits... Inside, the artificial warmth welcomes the quiet dignified faces. All is natural, normal. No pain, no sorrow; only... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, July 11, 2008

HOLIDAYS

HOLIDAYS Freed from the city life to fall into the duty less relaxation, that the sea and sun can offer. Freedom in its relativity is momentarily conceived to dive into the the trap of impressionistic carelessness and when speculating deep into it, there is the new sweet and overpowering... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, June 24, 2008

love

Love Love:the most misused word Love:the most subjective word Love:the most selfish word Love:the most binding word Love:the most self-serving word Love:the most hate inspiring word Love:the word to be deleted from diccionaries. Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, June 14, 2008

My Cat

My Cat His name is Chiquitin which means small but he is no longer small. His head wide and the honey eyes remind the color of his ferocious relative the tiger. His movements are graceful his flexibility that of a ballet dancer. When in search of affection he knows the routine he lies on his back... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, May 26, 2008

Death

DEATH His way is subtle; eating the flesh, corrupting the once perfect system. For some the ending is sudden giving the descendants the memory of youth; for others the fossilized process is slow and painful: a map being travelled and eventually crushed. Where is hope? What is the solution? Do we... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, May 17, 2008

Morocco

Morocco FEZ!FEZ!Till a few days it meant nothing. Now, it is colored with smell mystery subdued under the sandy Jellaba. The eyes hiding under the gaze knowledge and sadness bestowed by tradition and suffering. The philosophy of slowness exists so that the important things cannot be missed. Nature... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Santorini

Santorini The boat with its engine silent,was carried by the soft waves to the hugging bay. All around bathed by the golden sun,biding goodbye leaving its glow, a memory of his kingship. The white houses like stubborn goats balanced precariously on the rim of the inospitable rocks. Barren and... 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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