Gabriel Puyo       13/09/2009 04:46

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Nurturing hearts

Thosee illuminations... imprisonments of nostalgias made of spontaneous distortions... Your rootlessness as your undying love... Your monotonous dejections reconciling tremors and blind visions... It's about time... time to feel... time to grasp the air... time to reveal yourself... Too much sacred moments pining away... Born to blossom... Instead racking and ruining... Angles giving limitless second chances... Brooding all the time... How can you dare? It's is the panacea! It is the taste of kissing goodbye... it is when the show must not go on... Your condemnation is your acceptance... Your misery is your fake happiness... Your dodge is just the nourishment of your eternal decay... Groundlessness... Groundlessness whisper the skies... Wasting dawns and dusks searching... searching for oasis of nothingness... for kingdoms of rotten hearts... There is a place... not very far away... not so remote... not in the antipodes... a place where you can get freed... once and for all... ... where there is nothing to hold on to... where everything seems what it looks like... where there is bravery and honor... boldness and courage... where nobody is let down... where fearless is the only option... ... a sanctuary... the salvation... the way to the Ithacas... the continuous pilgrimage... your heart... your enormous heart... ... listen to it... let yourself embraced by it... filled with love there is nothing to be afraid of... it is the love of your heart which is going to save the world... destined for greatness... Nurturing hearts...

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» Nurturing hearts « - Gabriel Puyo - 13/09/2009 04:46

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Name E-Mail Subject Web Link to an image E-mail notify on replies. Message >Thosee illuminations... imprisonments of nostalgias made of spontaneous distortions... >Your rootlessness as your undying love... >Your monotonous dejections reconciling tremors and blind visions... >It's about time... time to feel... time to grasp the air... time to reveal yourself... > >Too much sacred moments pining away... Born to blossom... Instead racking and ruining... > >Angles giving limitless second chances... > >Brooding all the time... How can you dare? It's is the panacea! It is the taste of kissing goodbye... it is when the show must not go on... > >Your condemnation is your acceptance... Your misery is your fake happiness... Your dodge is just the nourishment of your eternal decay... > >Groundlessness... Groundlessness whisper the skies... Wasting dawns and dusks searching... searching for oasis of nothingness... for kingdoms of rotten hearts... > >There is a place... not very far away... not so remote... not in the antipodes... a place where you can get freed... once and for all... > >... where there is nothing to hold on to... where everything seems what it looks like... where there is bravery and honor... boldness and courage... where nobody is let down... where fearless is the only option... > >... a sanctuary... the salvation... the way to the Ithacas... the continuous pilgrimage... your heart... your enormous heart... >... listen to it... let yourself embraced by it... filled with love there is nothing to be afraid of... it is the love of your heart which is going to save the world... destined for greatness... > > >Nurturing hearts...      View my just inserted message.