Sounds like fantasy.

It's like talking with no words

Like singing with no voice

Like writing with no letters

Like painting with no colors

Like flying with no wings

Like loving with no heart

That's how dancing feels for me

You can go away from the world with just some movements

Feel hundreds of emotions

Free your soul and body

Show and express what you have locked up in there.

Its simply AMAZING.



I found a sentence.

You. Me. It just wouldnt sound right together in the same sentence. But YOU make ME smile. And that's a sentence in which those words totally fit. There's not even need to try hard, you just do it. :)

Could I ever win in the end?

Lonely. Isn't exactly the word to describe what i'm feeling, but it is the closer to describe it.

Love. Isn't exactly what my heart is missing, but we could use that word until i find the exact one.

I learnt that who doesnt take risks, never wins. But I'm not sure if my wishes of winning this time

are bigger than my fears of losing. I wouldn't only lose the chance, I would lose much more.

I'm scared, I'm doubtful, I'm fearful... but I'm also curious...

I could jump to the pool, run away of everything or just close the doors to love until a new season comes.

Prospice by Robert Browning

"Fear death? To feel the fog in my throat,

The mist in my face?...

...For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave."

If I was like Kant thought humans were...

...This would be the debate inside me

Reason: Wake up, open the book, read, memorize, understand. That's what you should do and what you are suppoused to do.

Passion: Close that shit. Turn up the volume. Stand up and do what you really feel like doing. Dance, bounce, jump, you know you want to.

Reason: You! insult for human race! Put your feet on earth. Sit down, let's try this one more time: FOCUS.

Passion: No no she's not being an insult for human race because of following me, she's just being herself, following a part of her nature, a part that is as relevant as you little squared reason. Why don't you stop trying to rule over me? don't you understand she can't always keep it your way?

Inspirated by ayreon

Anomia con expectativas

No tengo ganas de hacer nada. Ni me importa que esta sea la semana de examenes. No me importa nada. No quiero hacer nada de lo que se supone debo hacer. Tan solo quiero dormir. Soñar. Escribir. Sentir que puedo escaparme de todo esto sin necesidad de ir a un lugar ajeno al que vivo. Escaparme de todo este mundo, que me presiona, me exije, me pide siempre que le demuestre lo que soy y sobretodo lo que deberia ser.

Quiero cantar, gritar, bailar sin hacer caso al hecho que no deberia hacer ninguna de esas cosas. No importa. El mundo nos asfixia con ordenes. Ahora yo quiero crear el mio. Donde no importa nada, donde lo que valia ya no vale, donde hay que hacer lo que se supone que no. Donde solo hay que preocuparse por nunca perder la habilidad de volar, de sonreir, de salir de lo comun.

"Para que caminar cuando se sabe volar?"

Tan solo un segundo

A veces todo esta en paz

Tranquilo . Silencioso

Incluso aburrido

Por la monotonia de la vida no caotica.

De pronto un cataclismo se aproxima.

Sin avisar.

Sin dejar ni un segundo para prepararnos

No nos deja si quiera intentar desplegar las alas

Alas que en nuestro ultimo vuelo quedaron mal heridas

Talvez con una pequena senal hubiera podido intentar sanarlas

al menos forzarlas, forzarme a volar .

Inclusive el dolor de seguir volando con alas rotas hubiera sido menor

Menor a lo que se siente ahora

A lo que me ahoga

Lo que me aplasta

Lo que no me deja ponerme pie

No puedo ni pensar

El aire parece estarse agotando

Las paredes de esta habitacion parece que se van haciendo mas estrechas

Se acercan cada vez mas entre si y parece que me van a comer

Necesito salir de aqui

De este lugar, de esta situacion de este dolor

Necesito un segundo despejado

Tan solo uno. Por favor.

Para pensar o al menos recordar

que todo podria volver a la normalidad.