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lotus flower

Salad for the dragons...

today´s orchid

the perfect sound

I fall asleep and get trapped in the meanders of dreaming. I am in a crowded place, a Chinese shop so full of people that you can´t breathe. I stand in line to be attended by the shopkeeper. When I get there, I see a shelf of obejcts behind him. Many ulgy things. And then, he hands me a bell. An old, rusty, ulgy bell. I take it and when I shake it, the world stops turning. It gives a perfect, clear, penetrating sound, velvety and rich. I wake up with the sound still in my ears and feel the vibration rearranging my cells and the layers of my being into a new caleidoscope image.

30

I´ve just turned 30. Felling different, but not for the sudden change of number, but as a result of all the years of learning. Of all the years filled with "tomorrow I will do ...". Of all the years yearning to be accepted, to look different, to be in a different place, living someone else´s life. Slowly, I put the silencer on the gun and load it. Then I get up and slip out of the room.
It snows under my skin...

I´m not a fuckin´ writer

And this is not my mother tongue. This blog is not my diary and even less some exercise for a possible future novel. Words are the ultimate despicable way to express something and their weakness shows precisely the level of the beings in need of them. Still, they can be used to tear off souls, to disect, to hurt, to hypnotize, to deceive, to seal and ultimately, to cure.
I´m not a writer, being turned on by the sight of a loaded library doesn´t make me one, as well as assembling a gun doesn´t make me a killer. So, don´t expect me to thrill your soul or whatever you might have with skillful words issued from the bottom of my being, because it won´t happen. The bottom of my being is just that - the posterior part of my body, used to sit and to store fat while other parts of my being enjoy dead writers´masterpieces, or contemplate the haze at the other side of the mirror.
While you have no expectations, welcome to my labyrinth.