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.
Tag: Words
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.
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!



