Skein of Broken Thoughts

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.