Memories that crowd the mind. I invent a future that does not come and thoughts break like crystals. Memories that... Read More
Memories
that crowd the mind. I invent a future that does not come and
thoughts break like crystals. Memories
that crowd the mind. I invent a future that does not come and
thoughts break like crystals.
Crystals
that crash and separate from different containers and bottles. They
cut, wound and can even make you bleed. I string the pieces of glass
together and I perceive beauty and transparency that is enveloped by
the light and they become ethereal and light, almost floating or
oscillating in the air, with sounds that tinkle. They relax you and
there is no pain, only beauty and purity.
Recuerdos
que se agolpan en la mente. Me invento un futuro que no llega y los
pensamientos se rompen como cristales
Cristales
que se estrellan y se separan provenientes de distintos envases y
botellas. Cortan, hieren y hasta pueden hacerte sangrar. Engarzo los
trozos de cristal uniéndolos y voy percibiendo belleza y
transparencia que se deja envolver por la la luz y se hacen etéreos
y livianos, casi que flotan u oscilan en el aire, con sonidos que
tintinean. Te Relajan y ya no hay dolor, solo belleza y pureza.