If you have to ask, you will never know.
    

If you know, you need only to ask.

Perfection

 

 

            Salvador Dalí once wrote: "Don't worry about perfection - you'll never reach it". I've dared his phrase, completely disagreed about it. As of late, I've found he was right.

 
 

 

   

          In truth, is not that I haven't found what I was looking for. Indeed I've found it - and then, I've realized: perfection, as everything, is a state of a mind. You'll never feel like you've reached it, for once you had, you'll desire to go further. You cannot ring conceptions - they are just another side of the mirror. And, in this spiral of reflections, you'll never really find what you seek; for it's mind, so it's light, and light doesn´t take material shapes, it keeps on moving.

Bruna B.

Power

 
 
 

Power...
   

Born out of nature, coveted by man.

Wars rage on, and victors are crowned. But true power can never be lost or won.
   

True power comes from within.

 
 
 
 

.

Doubt

 

 

 

 

Doubt is a disease.  
   
It infects the mind, creating a mistrust of people's motives and of one's own perceptions.
   
 Doubt has the ability to call into question everything you've ever believed about someone, 
   
and reinforce the darkest suspicions of our inner circles.

   

 -R.

   
   
 
   

Sides

 

 
 

  

Just as there are two sides to every story
   

there are two sides to every person
    

One that we reveal to the world
  

and another we keep hidden inside
   
   

A duality
  
 governed by the balance of light and darkness
   

Within each of us is the capacity for both
  
 good and evil

 
 
 

Will you love me in December as you do in May?

 

- J. Kerouac

Fear

It's not the ropes that bind her.
    
  

It is her fear.

-R.

Liebe

Komm sing mit mir heute Nacht

Bei Kerzenschein

Dann fängt dich meine Macht

Noch stärker ein

Und wendest du den Blick

Auch ab, von mir

Chaos

The best way to fight chaos

 is 

with chaos

 

Choices

 

Some say that our lives are defined by the sum of our choices.

It isn't really our choices that distinguish who we are. 
  

It's our commitment to them

Doubt

        The greatest weapon anyone can use against us is our own mind. By preying on the doubts and uncertainties that already lurk there. Are we true to ourselves? Or do we live for the expectations of others? And, if we are open and honest, can we ever truly be loved? Can we find the courage to release our deepest secrets, or, in the end, are we all unknowable.. even to ourselves.

The Last Revelation

To see a world in a grain of sand
   

  

And heaven in a wild flower
   

   

Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
   

   

And eternity in an  hour

   
  

- William Blake

The Field

   

There was a field in my old town 

Where we always played hand in hand 

The wind was gently 
touching the grass 

We were so young, so fearless

Then I dreamt over and over 

Of you holding me 
tight under the stars 

I made a promise 
to my dear lord 

I will love you forever

Time has passed 

So much has changed 

But the field remains in my heart 

Where are you? 

I need to tell you
 I still love you 

So I reach out for you 

You fly around me like a butterfly
   

Your voice still echoes 
in my heart 

You are my true love

There was a field in my old town 

Where in spring all flowers blossomed wide 

We were chasing butterflies 

Hand in hand 'til close of day 
   

Your voice still echoes in my heart

Absent

No man, for any considerable period 

can wear one face to himself 

and another to the multitude

 without finally getting bewildered 

as to which may be the true

To Cross with You the World's Desert

 
      

     

To cross with you the world's desert

To face together the terror of death

To see the truth to lose fear

Alongside your steps I walked

For you I've left my realm my secret

My quick night my silence

My rounded pearl and its orient

My mirror my life my image

And abandoned the gardens of heaven

Here out to the light without veil of the hard day

Without the mirrors I've saw I was naked

Ant to the wasteland time was called

Because of this with your gestures you've dressed me

And I've learned to live in full wind

  
  
 
  

Sophia de Mello Breyner - Sixth Book - (1962)



Inner Light

Darkness

  
 

Friendship

     
   

           

It is something that grows over time... a true friendship.

A feeling in the heart that becomes even stronger over time...

The passion of friendhip will soon blossom into a righteous power, and, through

it, you'll know which way to go...

Grief

  

Seasons of Life

  
  
   

  

            

  

Live each season as it passes

 

breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit,

  

and resign yourself to the influences of each.

 

Henry David Thoreau

  
 

Spirit Temple

  
   

  

To restore the Desert Colossus and enter the Spirit Temple, you must travel back through time's flow..
    

Listen to this Requiem of Spirit... this melody will lead a child back to the desert

T.L.Z. - Ocarina of Time