The girl

This one is the girl that always I take inside, which believes that everything is a dream, a game, an adventure and does not want to grow, probably she has Peter Pan's complex, but doesn't matter to her, she will continue being who is ... a girl.

What's happening below?

When i see these kind of photographies always i imagine what will be happening overhead...Tell it us!!! :-) A greeting from below.

Say good bye

No hay mas vida, no hay
No hay mas vida, no hay
No hay mas lluvia, no hay
No hay mas brisa, no hay
No hay mas risa, no hay
No hay mas llanto, no hay
No hay mas miedo, no hay
No hay mas canto, no hay
Llévame donde estés, llévame
Llévame donde estés, llévame
Cuando alguien se va, él que se queda sufre más
Cuando alguien se va, él que se queda sufre más
No hay mas sueños , no hay
No hay mas tiempo, no hay
No hay mas miedo, no hay
No hay mas fuego, no hay
No hay mas vida, no hay
No hay mas vida, no hay
No hay mas rabia, no hay
No hay mas sueño, no hay
Llévame donde estés, llévame
Llévame donde estés, llévame
Cuando alguien se va, él que se quedas sufre más
Cuando alguien se va, él que se queda sufre más...sufre más...

With this Shakira's song there aren't any more words of farewell for the person who has been the most important in my life. I'm sure that the sky opened its doors completely. An enormous kiss, i hope is not a farewell kiss. :-)

Mothers

Many times the life give us a wonderful gift, for example a Mother, maybe is the best present that anybody can have it. This kind of things always make me feel a lot of emotions, becouse i remember this feeling: When a mother takes care her baby, is a fantastic metaphor of love. The authentic love. Just i imagine her arms around me, protecting me of the worst things, like a protective shield.

Just this moments are the quietest moments in the life of someone becouse can calm down, becouse is feeling safe. This post is devoted to all the mothers in the world. Thanks to be here.

See you, everybody!!!

Bohème

Yesterday, a rainy and nostalgic day, I went to see Bohème to the Principal Theatre of Alicante. It was an exquisite play, flooded with moments full of authentic emotion, in wich i could to relish each of the four acts with all my exceeded senses. The most culminating moments gets goose bumps and of the whole room that was there present thanks to the brilliant putting in scene of the artists. Their voices were like the angels, managing to move to halves of the 19th century.

If you want to submerge in a parisian attic full of musicians, writers, philosophers and painters you only have to go deep into the Bohème's life, a life that although with nourishing precariousness, it is overflowed with an authentic art.

Kisses for everybody. See you tomorrow!!!

Of what color the lips to make up?

If I had to choose a color it could be red, because it is the only one capable of igniting them.

Pain

Our nature takes recorded in our skin the word pain. We can hate it, to disdain it, to curse it, to trample on it, to extract it, to repudiate it, to despise it... but all this does not use as anything, becouse as a faithful dog it accompanies us in every step that we give, remembering us that we are human beings and that our body has the fragility of a crystal.

The pain bites us within being nailed in every corner of our organism and scratching us every piece of alive skin. It corrodes, is hot, eats away, tears and is consuming us every second until we lose our life expectancy.

The impetus of the pain is so magnanimous that any movement for trying to avoid of it makes more energetic. So much is its quickness that finishes with the tiniest thought enjoying itself in its protagonism more and more.

You do not think, he thinks for you. You look for its friendship, but he does not deal of fraternize because he is a despot, a tyrant, a dictator who exercises all its power on you destroying every vital second that emerges of your entrails.

Nevertheless, the pain is not uselessly, its sense and meaning makes and manages to be the most authentic teacher who exists. Its presence turns into a magisterial class. But not all the opened eyes can see its education, only the most outstanding pupils, those that are capable of observing beyond the pure appearance.

The pain adopts all the possible forms: physical, psychic and even spiritual. In any of its ways makes us every day present with different intensities; it can be slight, getting rubbed the skin as a soft summer breeze or to get into the most recondite depths of our soul. Its mobility is infinite. And it leads us to the most heart-breaking conditions that we could reach: Sobs, desperation, bitterness, distress ... a mortification in life.

But in spite of its malevolent face, the pain gives us a valuable prize: the fortitude. When the tempest passes away, the most culminating moment, the top of the iceberg, its force is transfered with an incomparable power.

A kiss of painful Monday!!! See you tomorrow.

Our travelling companions

All our life we are walking along the world, and in our trip we are finding people that are essential for us. This people are teaching about life: how can we live, how can be happy, mysteries about life, different point of view, other cultures, languages, ideas...

When you find this kind of people you can't leave them away becouse they form part of our life, they have a key of ourselves and of course they have a part of our heart forever. So always they're gonna be in our mind and always we are gonna remember the best moments with them.

If we lose the special people somewhere our heart cry becouse it needs to feel near people who love, to know that they are fine and that everything is ok for them. They form part of our soul so we can't delete them of our essence.

The post of today is devoted to a really important person for me.

See you soon

Heart or break heart...

In wich group are you?

Key

A key opens doors, railings, safe deposit boxes, mysteries, cruxes, puzzles, padlocks, handcuffs and even hearts.

At present, we all need to protect ourselves to be able to feel assurances, and because of it we put every day a lock that hides our real identity to be able to disguise our fears, and thus, nobody could accede to our more dear treasure: our soul.

There are padlocks of all the sizes and forms and them there are so complicated, that the most intelligent of the thieves is not capable of opening. But for this reason, there is also all kinds of keys, and all of them will help us to open each of the different small doors of sky that they constitute the humanity.

Since every person is unique and unrepeatable we must look for the correct key. Sometimes there are keys that can fit, but if it is not the authentic we will not be able to open this interior compartment that we guard with so many anxiety.

Once we have met on the correct key we will be able to enter inside unimaginable worlds impregnated with the most radiant beauty, and with that we will be able to come to the clearest comprehension of the concret person. Since these worlds are so coveted we can't accept hardly anyone, only those persons, which, the confidence is their main value.

In this blog I'll give you the key of my interior. To everybody that is interested i'll show all my world.

Kisses of opened doors, without chains or railings where everybody is invited!!!

Three wishes

If i could ask for three wishes, they would be these:
To be able to love all people who i cross in my way with the whole passion that arises for every pore of my skin.
To feel that the sun warms me every day of my life where my feet are taking me.
That the loneliness never turns into the landlady of my house, but it could be one more passenger inside my vital train.
If you could ask for three wishes, what would you ask for?
I say goodbye with a frog kiss.

Syrup

Are there any syrup that you can take and cures your illness about "not accept yourself"?

If the whole dose of the bottle was finding it I would take it to recover just.

But i don't believe that there exist so effectives solutions, or quick to obtain this effect.

So i'll accept living with this incessant self-criticism condition.

Kisses for everybody. Mondays are never good days for me.

An instant

A set of instants shape the whole entire life.

An instant is every still of your movie.

We as protagonists of every instant

catch with our camera the details that constitute us.

My new place

Hi everybody!!!

This is my new place:

To talk with you everyday

To give all my things

To enjoy a lot

To keep everyone my company

See you soon!!!