sábado, 29 de marzo de 2014
viernes, 28 de marzo de 2014
jueves, 27 de marzo de 2014
miércoles, 26 de marzo de 2014
Es un hecho
lunes, 24 de marzo de 2014
domingo, 23 de marzo de 2014
We shared dreams
Yesterday saw my hands and did not understand they were there , just lit things and let go, until one day I wanted to know What else could they do? And I realized they were so perfect tools that help me build not only things but also words and then paragraphs and then stories. Then I looked at my legs and enjoyed to take me everywhere , but did not understand why the men rode on hours of time without stopping to talk and know each other , nobody was interested in my claims , all haste and always wore me was the emptiness of my parting quickly .
Since my body occupied a space , did not know boundaries or kitchen clutter , because I had the joy of existence and it was awesome being.
But nobody seemed to care what was done, left their trees and shadows underneath dropped as a fact that was what was there and it was nothing more then the fruits I've ever tasted ecstatic and did not seem to impress nobody, only eating was common , because they were there , no one can thought as arising from a small seed and no more , with sun and water the only miracles arise .
The air you breathe every minute and fills us with permanent life , the heartbeat that pumps us unceasingly and provides us a thousand miracles of senses and feelings , and has also been there since the beginning of time . No clutch I have not seen anyone thank carrying one , how great so, that keeps us alive and that no one survives without him , because he has always been there from the beginning no one appreciates .
I do not remember who I was before, not because I got here , or where I was wearing really only speculation will likely traces later.
But a 'm sure and that is that nobody takes me , no rescues me and nobody holds my hand , when I doubt in quiet hours in silence , for not understand , does not mean you love them and do not worry its separate steps of mine, everything in the world is at a turning point and each returns to us in perfect and rotating sphere , takes us with him and do not notice , because you have always been there.
It's time to acknowledge what was always there and no one or very few are still barely aware these days of the value of a step , a sigh or a hug I ask because it's free and although it has always been
there, nothing is more valuable and nothing is comparable to our souls , the feel and share what you know , what you serve and what you really feel , although it has always been there and is free forever worth , as the first and as the one being that if you have , that is yourself your body and life you lead this gift .
Be thankful and invites your spaces that is not mine and not yours , that is all , we are only shared dreams .
March 22, 2014 Juli8 Perdriel
sábado, 22 de marzo de 2014
jueves, 20 de marzo de 2014
miércoles, 19 de marzo de 2014
19 Marzo 014 Amanece, un álbum en Flickr.
19 Marzo 014 Amanece, de julianpedriel
A menos que sea solo de forma comercial . La fotografía dice mucho de nosotros mismos , la verdad de lo que somos también está en las fotos que sacas a través de tu mirada es como vemos el mundo cada uno. JP.