(no subject)
lately i have been feeling so present. here, in this moment, with all my senses, body and mind fully anchored in this place on earth. i enjoy going on long walks. i discover new details of this city every time. it changes, it grows, it is alive. i can feel its heartbeat at night, when all is quiet. sometimes i touch the walls of the buildings i pass. and the leaves of plants. and every cat that crosses my path.
great artists surround me. in the movie theaters, the museums, even on the streets. their work, their words, they give me clues. they speak to me. we have a little talk. they tell me who i am.
and then there comes this moment, when the fullness of everything i experience becomes like a mirror, and there is a huge, infinite open space on the other side. and i dive in. it takes time. but i must. and what i find in there, comes out through me.
i once drew a face with a keyhole. time is able to unlock things, usually when it loses its meaning, when you forget about it.
i dont exactly know what will happen next, except that trust is the only way to deal with the unknown.
great artists surround me. in the movie theaters, the museums, even on the streets. their work, their words, they give me clues. they speak to me. we have a little talk. they tell me who i am.
and then there comes this moment, when the fullness of everything i experience becomes like a mirror, and there is a huge, infinite open space on the other side. and i dive in. it takes time. but i must. and what i find in there, comes out through me.
i once drew a face with a keyhole. time is able to unlock things, usually when it loses its meaning, when you forget about it.
i dont exactly know what will happen next, except that trust is the only way to deal with the unknown.