I've read words about the sky, the sun, friendship, love "amor vincit omnia" , about truth, lies, good and bad. I've listened to songs that seemed out of this world, such beautiful creations, little notes on pieces of paper. Paintings, drawings, of life and wonder, beauty on canvas.. I've felt the word "breathtaking"

How amazing can the human soul be... what imagination can the human mind hold.

I've always wondered how can some people hold such a great amount of beauty in them. What exactly triggers it, where does it come from? I can't make myself believe that everything happens because of  the greatest "machine" ever seen  : the brain. It's way to complex, this process of creativity.
I imagine it to be so bright, full of colors, expression of music, symbols everywhere, harmony, chaos, bliss , strings holding feelings, the creation of spontaneous, pure madness, poems, rhythm, brushes, ideas running, screaming...
  So many ways of expression.

Ironic. We are actually surrounded by all of this.. and yet we are capable of creating more ugliness then beauty.

Maybe we need to surround ourselves with people that show as something beautiful, bright, every single day.. each day for the rest of our lives. Imagine what a flavoured life that life would be.

Start by... I don't know.... showing or saying something nice to someone else..

Look.. I'll be first... -I've once met someone that smelled like thunderstorms flickering in an  orange light.-




Everything begins with you..