TREE OF LIFE

Don’t be scared of what’s happening to you: confusion, curiosity, doubts, feeling strange and all the mix of feelings and emotions you are experiencing now are normal in the situation you are going through. Do not be afraid of yourself, we are not always the same and sometimes we are not prepared to react better to different situations. In these cases it seems to us that everything gets out of hand … actually a little bit is like this, because we cannot have control over everything. But something can still be controlled, even if it requires a lot of energy in such a strange period, you can try to keep habits: the times you are used to, your things, your spaces, reading books and watching films that most reflect you. right now, eat what makes you feel best. All of this not in honor of the typical phrase “life goes on”, but because your body and heart demand it. It seems strange to say, but sometimes we have to strive to do what is good for us, which brings pleasure, which makes us vent, which frees us even for a few minutes. Get out of the box. Get out of our inner room. Entering an unknown space. Enter the world of an unknown being. Nothing happens by chance. Everything is decided by our destiny. Everything is upset, carried away, by a flow stronger than us. What are we? We are just the leaves of a larger tree, the Tree of Life.

EROS AND THANATOS

Roses are red, blood is red, love is red. Happiness is clothed in thorns, it can be reached, embraced, with the crucifixion clause. The harder you push, the harder it sticks to you, and the blood gushes. Happiness is an elite created by those who self-destruct to give it to others. A cosmic equilibrium is destroyed in order to create, one loves in order to die, to the point of dying. Eros and Thanatos go hand in hand. There are still entities that prefer to harm themselves rather than those they love. They can be considered weak, but others do not know how much strength it takes not to open the Pandora’s box that is hidden behind a pair of eyes, they do not know how much awareness exudes from the skin. What awareness? The awareness of the power used to protect, which if released would cause a massacre with no survivors. An awareness that bleeds inside, behind a smile, without anyone noticing, or at least almost anyone. The blood gushes, and nobody pays any attention to it. And that’s right, for balance. For the world. There is a part of me that you don’t know, and it’s not my fragility, it’s that part that at some point reminds me of what I’ve been through, that makes me recognize your lies, that tells me when it’s time to move on , who does not stop saying that the first place will never be yours, because it is already occupied by me. You wouldn’t even understand it by trying on this part that you don’t see, so you will continue to call it insanity.

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