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Intruders out!

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There is still fear in the DNA… Crystallized… Generations have passed and just… fear…

This stops, insults, mistreats… as if it is the owner…

It is time to remove the embedded records in the DNA…

Regeneration. We rose to explore and kill the intruders.

The time has come! We can finish with LOVE.

Formula: light, letters, silence. Light, letters, silence. Light, letters, silence…

Goodness and passion into action. Unit.

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Passionate adventurers

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We went up together with the air. With direct love from heaven. More closely. Waves brought by clouds from some “space”… or rather, from the hidden white through the minds of people on earth.

We watched with silhouettes, and occasionally with an arrow shot from heart to belly… and vice versa.

It was not easy to change the scene. It was not easy to stop the rumor of the fall.

We thought of each other… but we still THINK. It’s a warm yellow which conquers the great adventurers. Scripts, dialogue, silence, meditation, pauses, intuitions…

Meetings and… meetings? Waiting. Always so attentive. Always so awake. Without giving up.

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Sweet year

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With honey… It falls and falls… With honey… It is the goodness from above. He always thinks of us. His love expands with every desire… You and me…

If our silence appears it is not simply sadness… It is the language that will connect us.

With honey… It falls and falls … With honey … It is the expansion of consciousness. Sounds that unify souls. The sweet beats. A call to go home.

Love, brings us closer. Love, looking at life. Love, as was decided. Love with honey. The eternal story, it already is.

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Simply me

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Not knowing anything… Feeling… Just let things happen in a corner of hopes, even without knowing the direction to where I’m going.

Everything is ready to write, but the debate wants to intimidate the ideas, as if it would be the most spectacular survival.

Letters form geometrical figures, as some say, “sophisticated” because that’s how I am… a rainbow in everything I do, I think, I say and even in how I dress.

I just want that my desire doesn’t become the pride that many want to plant. I just want to be the instrument, especially to seek a mutual sharing within society.

I know that the existence of maps, reality, or whatever you want to call it, is varied, and while people always look for a single reason, there is none… everything matters… the small, the big…

Of course! It’s like that light bulb, turning, surrounding each desolate space, heating sadness, preventing that seas overflow for sites of not understanding…

I cover my eyes, I begin to imagine, to dream of a new world. I see sparks darting like arrows.

No more talking. It is to let a few tears jump, to the floor or the face… it depends on them, of their thoughts…

I can let it express itself. Writing is already understood… but to move would be more profitable and fluid.

For that I was born… The tables are mine, more than writing… but can be combined. It is being… not as usual… Revolution.

I think of everything… As if I am passionate, loving what I like. What cannot be imagined is grouped.That’s life, something mysterious… I laugh, you laugh, everybody laughs… but everyone has its time, its surprise…

What silence! It is accompanied by darkness and myself. We are friends willing to listen, to understand whatever…

We will meet later… No more with our folded legs on the chair or our hair sliding by your presence…THERE’S MORE TO TALK…

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Natural happiness

Everything else is a distraction. The best is incandescent passion. It stays forever planted…

Sometimes you go back to the same state: unhappiness… because that kind of misnamed “happiness” is only an event.

True experimentation is a mental state. A decision. It’s light and creation. Nature.

Who is happy? Who likes and loves what he sees, feels, hears, smells, touches… when the five senses are constantly thanks.

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Thanks for simplicity. It’s a learning domain. The art of enjoying permanently.

Happiness is energy and dynamism. Having close oxygen. The delight of creating movement.

It starts in the head, slips through the fingers. It’s distributed throughout the body and then attracts others. They all do the same with multicolored variations.

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Thanks to them, the trees. They are all you need in life. We should not be afraid. They are already part of our being. We are them and they are us.

Besides, we find the silence that loves and revives our souls. It’s pure presence. Our friends. Connection and meditation.

Yes, the effects are mysterious but with real results. It’s living with energy. It’s to emphasize life. It’s to honor our true city. Natural happiness.

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Awaken the illusion

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Picture: Freepik

Have you ever wondered how to awake the illusion in the midst of loneliness? Or how to understand your existence?

The answer is within you. By yourself you are making a tour experiences that lead you to a full and creative life.

Solutions are released when inside you’re exploiting the outpouring, with a virgin intuition who finds guidance in wisdom.

You begin to realize that there is a form full of art and productivity, rather than materialism and superficiality.

But the truth is that this whole encounter of visions and clear agility of understanding arrive after an accumulation of chronic losses.

The vacuum allows us to enjoy and find insights that would not appear in times of noise or distractions.

It’s a place of beauty. A laboratory of sensations. You learn to love the same silence. The home is built.

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