Dec 11, 2016
(Innoto Art)
GENESI
One day I saw my face crying, those tears weren’t mine, they were for me…
Having a small stomach, A confused mind, Body covered in sweat and a sense of uneasiness, it was everyday and all the time.
I was fading away, dissolving, graying almost dying, almost suffering…
Almost understanding that I was still breathing timidly, slowly beating as a prayer that pulse the false rhythm of tranquillity, wouldn’t it be joy, wouldn’t it be love, wouldn’t it be pain…
Hence it will be art, to live and not to divide, to look at, to listen to, to enjoy…
To be but not to become to do and not to talk to scream out but not to censor down
observe yourself, observe yourself again, feel yourself…Have Hope!!!
@innoto