My own Art.: 2021

In the begining was sound.
From where time and space are lost.
To the place where I can glimpse my own soul.
In the begining...
In the begining was the silence sound.

Anna.
15.5.16.

If you hear a voice within you say,
'You cannot paint',
then by all means paint,
and that voice will be silenced.

Vincent Van Gogh.

lunes, 4 de enero de 2021

Happy Life!

❣️✨💫 I get out of myself all the hatred the devil had put in me. Now.

I release my heart and sighs to heal my body tired of so much exhaustion, of so much prolonged effort, also in the summers.

I get all the hate out of myself, the one in the world and mine. And I strip myself of freeing myself from all the evil and the fateful moments that I have lived, which is not little. Thus, I am empty and alone on this night still with a moon, drying the tears that fortunatelly have brought me my sanity. And brave, I turn the page on the journey of Life, in this silent energy run that sustains and encourages me. And temple quietly my struggle, pacifing my essence, undoing my guilt. Knowing that I am not alone, that Life worships me and now I worship Life. I take all the hatred out of myself and say I don't give up. To anyone who reads this I write to I wish: Happy Life! What else can you do if not, a humble woman today right now?...

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