I started eating flowers and snow and clouds and mountains. I was generously fed with smile and laughter of truly authentic people. And I was saved.All along, it was life what I was craving.
The ideal diet is a life-based diet.
Tag: Poetry
Poetry
And yet, so beautiful
A moment, please. Let me see. Let me dream. Let me breathe...A moment occurs andthe whole existence occurs along with it;it transforms, it becomes visibleand the soul, the soul expandsand all matter seems so little. And yet, so beautiful.
Old memory of a sad self.
I see you jump into the water,just like that, without previous considerations.In and out, smiling to whatever is in front of you and I almost can't believe it.What are you feeling ? Is that true joy ?I must be a horrible person for thinking you might be pretending.
Fear of death or fear of living ?
People say that every fear comes from the fear of death. But we ought to remember that, oftentimes, the death we fear is actually the death of our ego. And the death of our ego has one big consequence which is living.
Ver “Intoxicate Yourself | A #poem by Charles Baudelaire” en YouTube
https://youtu.be/LVaotdGNe4Y By all means, intoxicate yourself!
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