I dare you

if you dare

crack the iced layer

shutting in your heart

if you dare

brake the mirrored window

concealing the view

if you dare

go beyond the practical hardships

like a tough shell

cutting your way

smash it

if you dare

and dive in

to the core

where the essence lays

if I dare to ask, "dare you?"

a pearl is not a promise.

I dare you to ask, dare I?

to crack the ice

to break the mirror

to see what's beneath

ask, dare I?

or

you already know

you are broken

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my contribution to the 3WW,

This week's words:

Dare; verb: Have the courage to do something or defy or challenge (someone) to do something.

Essence; noun: The intrinsic nature or indispensable quality of something, especially something abstract, which determines its character.

Practical; adjective: Of or concerned with the actual doing or use of something rather than with theory and ideas.

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isles

3WW

abrasive, handful, loss

walks the passageway

to the abrasive's isle

to reach a sandpaper

for rubbing off the un

of an un-handful loss

unhealthy

3WW

words for this week

conniption; noun: a bad tantrum. One has a conniption or conniption fit.

janky; adjective: broken or functioning poorly or improperly; messed up.

scooch; verb: to move over, or to scoot.

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You serve homemade meals

to nourish me well

seasoned with expectations

on that janky tray.

I am sending it back to you

with a note of conniption

to scooch over

my path.

relating

blue cells

she got the blues

benched

Sitting on the bench
across the closed gate
at the other side of the shore

You are working

on new designs.

perhaps

a new bridge

or

a castle

Lights and your shadow

behind the informant curtains

cross the dragon guards

the gate

the water.

Sitting on the bench
talking to the sky
asks to keep you company
while you are working
on your new designs.

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.

.

here

there

there

here

surreal

Vladimir Kush

3WW descent, kill, surreal

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Descents to the great water

kills the reason's guard dogs

bathe her being into vastness.

...

Ascents with a painting

art critics say "surreal"

she says " remedy "

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.

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no poetry

.

.

dark corridors.

your steps and steps not yours brake the silence of the castles lambyrinth.

somewhere there is a door with a ladder to the moon.

its silver light an imaginary bacon cracks the darkeness.

its flame keep you warm.

seeking the doorway....

the ladder....

the moon...

no music creates no poetry

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new year's eve

she was with him at the attic

when he called her from the living room

some times, wishes come true

small or not small

always makes you smile

Happy New Year to all of you !!!

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happy

"Feeling happy and so full inside", said to a friend yesterday. And now you would expect to hear what makes me happy. well, for not particular reasons, or for a huge thing, you choose.

I draw an Osho's card yesterday and got the following.

39. Possibilities

Mind can accept any boundary anywhere. But the reality is that, by its very nature, existence cannot have any boundary, because what will be beyond the boundary? - again another sky.

That's why I am saying skies upon skies are available for your flight. Don't be content easily. Those who remain content easily remain small: small are their joys, small are their ecstasies, small are their silences, small is their being. But there is no need! This smallness is your own imposition upon your freedom, upon your unlimited possibilities, upon your unlimited potential.

Osho Live Zen Chapter 2

Commentary:

The eagle has an overview of all the possibilities contained in the landscape below, as he flies freely, naturally and effortlessly through the sky. He is really in his domain, very grand and self-contained.

This card indicates that you are at a point where a world of possibilities is open to you. Because you have grown more loving towards yourself, more self-contained, you can work easily with others. Because you are relaxed and at ease, you can recognize possibilities as they present themselves, sometimes even before others can see them. Because you are in tune with your own nature, you understand that existence is providing you with exactly what you need.

Enjoy the flight! And celebrate all the varied wonders of the landscape spread before you.

Ha !! it puts into words things i had in mind. "relaxed and at easy" is what I meant by Happy. Its happines isn't it ?

fragile and not fragile

Its been a weeks since I left hospital and returned home. Everything went pretty well. The surgery was succesful and the people ( doctors, nurses, other patients) were nice. For the next couple of months I have to be very careful, doctor said because I can harm myself. Its my turn now, doctor said to make my job.

There is something very fragile and feeling so strong in heart and mind ans soul its confusing. feels like the body and me are two different entities and they have to collaborate together to heal. There is no opposition, no. Just the pains and the difficulties are not me.

The body walks with difficulties, it gets tired, it pains but I feel like flying. This thing is not over yet. In a few months I 'll have to go again to the hospital and have a similar operation. Not a party time, I assure you, yet it doesn't scare me a lot.

A good friend use to say. "don't call it "my" illness". Nowdays I have thins in mind, because I understand what he means. Even in a fragile body, there is a little place that is strong, a spring of strenght and courage and positive thinking.

The day of the operation, i met my doctor outside my surgery room. I told him. " I know you are going to do a fine work". I knew it. its not a wish. I knew it. after ther surgery he told me " we did a fine work". See I told you, I respond and smiled.

Now , i'm at home. Mostly at bed when I don't do my exercise or my walks. I have to be careful. Sometimes a pain worries me if something is wrong, if I did a mistake and ruined what was fixed, because they body is fragile, and I have to take care of it.

We are fragile and strong at the same time and when are both entities are well together things are well. In this body that pains, I'm feeling good, because I live in that little space, by the source, holding my mojo bag.

I own a big thank you to the one learn me to trust. I feel grateful that God arranged that meeting and gave me a second change. How one can show their graditude when we have helpers from above ? Just take care of the gift, I think.

My first week at home. Being home is nice...

no music

photo from here

a fire burned the piano

the music stopped

dancers left the stage

…just a stage ?

or its an end ?

body's memories

Mistily images from the past have make their appearance in mind's screen.

But the body sees them clearly. It curls up, whithout reason , in a reflecting way. It needs protection from those stranger's hands.

They say that the body remember, more than we can recollect. This body, starts to remember and a cold current runs over it. She wants to escape or push them away but she can't. How a small body can fight against those big hands ?

I guess , those hands where of the doctors trying to heal me, of nurses taking care of me yet , those days those hands bring shivers in my spine.

There is a long periord of my life, that I have not concious memories. There are informations I need to know but they are locked. Seems that the body starts remembering and me too.

I don't know what to say.

Ignore the words , just see the image I made.

There lays the story...

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under construction

photo from National Geographic

I'll be away for some time. Hopefully, will be back soon .

I have to pack now. A small suitcase , few clothes my origani papers and the people I wish I had with me now in my Mojo bag. They can't be there, each one for their own reasons...

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keep walking

It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop.

Confucius

Walking is very painful for me nowdays. Painkillers just give me a few hour of less pain, time to gather again myself and keep walking. The less I walk, the less make the strong pain appears, but the less I walk, the less make muscles strong. So I have to keep walking.

This pain , soon, will be replaced from another pain. They say that will be servere aswell, but there is something different in that. It would be, hopefully, a healing pain. SoI have to keep walking.

That day, because of external curmunstances , is not here yet. Waiting drains me. There are moments that I lose my patience, there are moments that seconds last a century , there are moments I tempted to quit. Yet, I won't give up. So I have to keep walking.

They say "Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional" .In my case, the pain I'm talking about is inevitable indeed. I have no choice about it. Yet, I can choose wheather will turn that pain to suffering or not. And I choose to keep walking.

crawling, limping, dragging, trudging..... yet.... keep walking.

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