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"... en su silencio hay repliegues, matices, nubarrones, arcoíris súbitos..."
-Octavio Paz-
Pinta / Escribe / Dibuja / Esculpe / Canta / Crea / Graba / Retrata la vida
Vuelve a tu instrumento musical, toma ese pincel que abandonaste, la arcilla te espera, igual que esas letras, esos sueños, el salto a Maravilla (Wonderland) está a tu lado cada día.
Colorea tus ideas, escucha el viento, lee esos sueños hechos cuentos, poemas y novelas.
Es tiempo de volver a crear / recrear / deconstruir/ reconstruir el todo.
Es tiempo de algo mejor y en tus manos está tu fragmento del mundo a cambiar.
- NathGoblin -
"A veces basta con un mini pastelito de café para saber que todo irá bien"
Mind blowing...and coffee in skull jar
Days (Pandemic Days)
Dark days, rare days, many are at home, thinking or doing things, breaking their heads with themselves, not knowing what the future holds.
On the other hand, it’s not the first time this it happens, it is only the first time in history where we are at home and, despite the confinement, we can continue to connect with others.
We're not really alone anymore, are we?
The problem is your head, you are not used to spending time alone with yourself, maybe it is time to learn something new.
And the world?
I assure you, it will keep going around, just don't give up.
NathGoblin 2020
A veces cuesta pensar que es otoño.
El sol parece de verano, pero las hojas caen doradas y rojas.
¿Huele a pino? No, es bosque, hay un aroma y frío acercandose en el ambiente. Tengo café, pero tal vez me haría mejor algo distinto.
Moka...
Es otoño, tengo sueño, quiero dormir, pero aún falta, aún no puedo invernar.
NathGoblin
Faeries in the dream woods, also a guest
"The train rolls by every hour, as I wake and dream. The woods and the hills–faces so dear to me"
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