Writings

know thyself

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¿somos lo que soñamos?

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J'aime la pluie d'été.

I am a spark from the Infinite. I am not flesh and bones. I am light.

Nothing is everything.

Nothing

Looking to give more than to get,
understanding the notion that nothing is given to you
aside from the very air that you breathe.

Soñé finalmente,
que la luna era enorme.
Cráteres rojizos,
líneas moradas y verdes.
Podía doblar todo mi cuerpo,
dando vueltas en una bicicleta;
como una loca.
Ya no puedes derribarme,
he viajado al otro mundo,
he conocido mis mil caras,
mi pasado vive de memorias.

But there is a sweetness even to the intensity of this pain I feel.

I am influenced by the destructive impact within our environment.

How to Love a Woman On Intimacy and the Erotic Life of Women.

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I shall let it go when it is time...

Don't do your best. Do it right.

There is no such thing as repetitiveness or boredom

There is no such thing as repetitiveness or boredom

There is no such thing as repetitiveness or boredom

Diseñar a través de la música.

Sometimes in the dark of night I begin to think.

Mi cuerpo femenino escribe un poema.
Probaré la verdad en la cima de la montaña,
hablaré con las nubes y te prometo
que me contestarán.

Siempre es hoy.

Go with the Flø :)

When in its truest form, music originates from emotions. Once an emotion is born, it can be derived into colour, word, or sound.

Now that I've found love, I want to live forever.