Don't try to understand

Doubts, uncertainties, words

Chaos, struggle, certainties
We can read, talk and think
Yesterday and tomorrow,

But,

The answer, clarity, knowing
Peace, a smile, kindness

Within, invisible, a feeling
Now,

Don't try to understand

Understanding

Our normal human language is perhaps far too limited, too much distortions can occur, resulting in non-synchronous comunication, misunderstanding. The simple word "tree" might mean one thing to you and another to me. It might bring back diferent sensations, memories, emotions and images to each one of us. And "tree" is not an abstract word. The problem increases exponentially when we deal with abstract notions such as those used in philosophy, religion, psychology etc.

Travel lightly

Lost faces, forgotten moments
Broken dreams, kept regrets
Arise to us on this journey like dust in the eyes
This is our weight, the pain of living
The shadow that darkens the intimate

In this waters we sail
Time devours us
Silence does not listen
Darkness does not show itself
Always indifferent, the same

Let us travel lightly on this river
Not depending, with open hands
Looking at the shores, we smile
And far away, the horizon that awaits us
Where shadows do not exist

Paint the Void

Nothing is true
Form and symbol are illusion
Shut up, calm down and feel the place of no illusion
The rest is a dream, imagination, mirrors
This experience is our painting the Real paints before us, for us and through us
It extends in time and space, always changing, destroying and creating
Folly and wisdom, holiness and lust, soldier and artist, lover and murderer
All in an eternal and surreal whirl
It's just us, this feeling, the invisible pearl in the heart
Which lives in us and in which we all live
Where is the sense?
Not on the canvas, not in the end, but in the dance of the brushes
Dance your life, speak your silence, paint the Void
And you will awaken the Dreamers and forget the saboteurs

A nameless journey

A nameless journey

By that whisper we are brought
Into a mirage that separates us
And in it we are taken
To the endless end
Where the loneliness we all are
Silently whispers time