Just a Fairytale

Once upon a time… Lived a man who thought he  only needed his sword and his horse. He would work, live, not knowing why he’s alive. Then he received as gifts a hat, a quill, a button and a rope. Threw them away. He received a pencil. But didn’t use it to draw. Then, then gave him a cape. White and pure. It wasn’t even made from matter. He forgot it. Finally, they gave him a Soul to light his way. He couldn’t keep her either. One day, he was born on Earth, and year after year, while he would […]

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P.S. And More Time With The People That Are Like Music

Radiance, Presence, State I saw an opened Heart. Out of it, Light sprung. I saw, they chased a Soul. And She saved herself, for she is a Soul. – Svetlina Trifonova     Has it ever happened that you hear a positive speech out of someone but you sense an unpleasant radiance?  I look at us and I think that we are like walking accumulators of experiences and feelings. And we cannot mask this inside of us by words. It’s not good enough to only change your thoughts as well. There is something that layers inside of us. That is cleared […]

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Until A Diamond Spirit is Born

              A Short Contemplation On Creativity You & The Stream                 When you create, you are like a tiny stone inside a stream in the mountain. The tiredness, lack of sleep, the tiny injustices can only pass by as if they aren’t there. And you, melting inside Bliss, you don’t want to stop the flow. That cannot be felt if you commit crimes against your talents and refuse to develop them, though.               Cannot be felt while you speak of motivation rather than Inspiration, about a career instead of the Joy derived from […]

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Congratulations, Heart

Let them fly away. Set them free and thrive. Keep the illusions that will bring you to the truthfulness and all the rest.. let’s leave aside. Our stubbornness, our momentary weakness, our falsehood in a way. What is it with this world, you come… you live for a second and it paints you with the colors of its rays. We live inside reflections, where is the Home within ourselves? We spare everything in split second, we can lose everything and love along the way. Who knew this time around, we come as if we are balloons. Bubbles, little bubbles, of […]

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