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Life is a glance away

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Mirrors of Encounters

“I love your poem”, she said enthusiastically.
She had seen me writing at the café and she was keen to hear what I wrote. She was nice, graceful, with a classical beauty, her elegance came from inside.

“It is good, you have managed to catch this fleeting moment of the afternoon”, she continued.
“You can almost see the beautiful sunset, rain falling, people going by…this dreamy atmosphere.”

She had a glance as if she heard the poem with her eyes…

“Isn´t it strange”, she went on, “most of this people going by are so incredibly stupid.
They´re always in a big hurry, as if running a race, seeing nothing of this simple but great beauty…”

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I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced. These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity... Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give... We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE... THE NEW has no definition yet... Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.

Mirrors of Encounters

Life is a glance away

“I love your poem”, she said enthusiastically.
She had seen me writing at the café and she was keen to hear what I wrote. She was nice, graceful, with a classical beauty, her elegance came from inside.

“It is good, you have managed to catch this fleeting moment of the afternoon”, she continued.
“You can almost see the beautiful sunset, rain falling, people going by…this dreamy atmosphere.”

She had a glance as if she heard the poem with her eyes…

“Isn´t it strange”, she went on, “most of this people going by are so incredibly stupid.
They´re always in a big hurry, as if running a race, seeing nothing of this simple but great beauty…”

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Life is a glance away

“I love your poem”, she said enthusiastically. She had seen me writing at the café and she was keen to hear what I wrote. She was nice, graceful, with a classical beauty, her elegance came from inside.

“It is good, you have managed to catch this fleeting moment of the afternoon”, she continued. “You can almost see the beautiful sunset, rain falling, people going by…this dreamy atmosphere.”

She had a glance as if she heard the poem with her eyes…

“Isn´t it strange”, she went on, “most of this people going by are so incredibly stupid. They´re always in a big hurry, as if running a race, seeing nothing of this simple but great beauty…”

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“I love your poem”, she said enthusiastically.
She had seen me writing at the café and she was keen to hear what I wrote. She was nice, graceful, with a classical beauty, her elegance came from inside.

“It is good, you have managed to catch this fleeting moment of the afternoon”, she continued.
“You can almost see the beautiful sunset, rain falling, people going by…this dreamy atmosphere.”

“Isn´t it strange”, she went on, “most of this people going by are so incredibly stupid.
They´re always in a big hurry, as if running a race, seeing nothing of this simple but great beauty…”