A partir del caos.
No necesito manos para tocarme… hay que saber administrar la dosis del sentimiento más puro.
JC/GP
Una sola voz.
A veces suaves a veces estrepitosos, pausa y crescendo nos llevan a un destino inevitable, caminos… de lo mundano a lo trascendente, graduales, mucho más profundos que el sueño de un oso en invierno. Verde oxidado, negro azabache, degradación de azul, hipnóticas siluetas, efecto del deseo, autosatisfacción, infinito: la conciencia es independiente al cuerpo físico.
JCMF/GP.
See the center, the thinnest point where all the energy of past and future converge, that is the Present moment, the eternal here and now!
(Source: heartmindawakening)
Rein Vollenga. I think that everybody need to know his works.
Never leave me walk close beside me your hand, my hand, fits so easy, no tomorrow let us stop here, we did some great things or didn’t we. Dry and dusty i am a capsule of energy, you speak softly, we are capsules of energy.
The voices that pull us together are not from this world and you know that. They try to extinguish your fire not knowing you live inside. The music you singed then transformed my soul. The cosmos is so small compared with your glowing eyes.
