Art is something absolute, something positive, which gives power just as food gives power. While creative science is a mental food, art is the satisfaction of the soul.
What I dream of is an art of balance, of purity and serenity, devoid of troubling or disturbing subject matter, an art which could be for every mental worker, for the businessman was well as the man of letters, for example, a soothing, calming influence on the mind, something like a good armchair which provides relaxation from physical fatigue.
My mind says go But my body just wants to let it go My brain waves hello While my legs can’t flow My spirit is bright Yet my arms can’t do anything right My soul feels young And my head breaks down It’s time to listen to my tiny cells And take care of myself I shall get in shape And learn from my mistakes I’m not a girl anymore And that I cannot ignore Enough is enough No more fuss.
Travelling through a picture, a book, a song or a poem Your friends experiences igniting the fire in your dreams, sending an omen Travelling and expanding the horizons of the infinite multitudes of mind worldly manifestations Travelling with your eyes wide open or perfectly closed Travelling around the world Or without leaving your place The imagination has it’s own space Bridged, connected No dead-ends or frontiers Travelling with no luggage at all Or prepared for an adventure, survival gear, tools Having the starry sky as a roof And the soft grass as a bed Finding ways around financial balances instead Travelling alone or in good company By car, by train, by plane, on foot Or even in a colourful balloon Travelling from Kenya to Alaska Crossing mountains, deep seas and valleys Jungles, forests and desert galleys Travelling through your sleep Breath out, breath in Take the experiences and warp your life from within Travelling forces you to step out of your comfort zone Experiencing the real world, leaving behind this world’s addiction to phones False evidence appearing real, fear Let it come near Travelling challenges your comprehension of this world And once you return you’re no longer the same Friends to call home and remembering names Travelling broadens your brain, nourishes your spirit, cherishes your physical And challenges your conception of this world Leaving nostalgic photos, the world left in the crevices of your god given body.
Thank you Amber for this invitation! De malinha pronta meets diosraw
Lately, life has not been kind to her And yet, she never complains She struggles in silence And has always a warm and kind smile Her body has shrunk Although her mind is brighter than ever They both dance on a different rhythm Sometimes she wishes to let go Who am I to blame her? Darkness hours, sleepless nights She keeps going for the ones who love her No matter what She still paints the sky in blue.
It’s all so quiet It’s all so still Peace is everywhere you go Because it lives inside you Just be patient! Take a closer glimpse Can you hear the birds? Can you see the beauty of the trees? Mannkind works are eternal So they say… Don’t pay attention to others Don’t rush yourself Take a deep breath And enjoy the moment You’ll be surprised By all the amazing things You might come across By chance!