"Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.."- Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Art

Reflection

 Outside your glass walls,
You can hear my world’s calls,
But if you look inside you’ll see
A difference between you and me.

Airborne, fireflies reach my sky
Prisoner, your heart wonders why
Nailed to the ground it can’t simply be free
Without a difference, just like me.

You may belong to a paralel world
Where winter’s scorching, summer’s cold
And the reflection’s a bit duller
Than the innitial vivid colour.

Reach out your finger, come and touch
A world of wonder named as such.
Yet if you break it, it won’t be
Just as amazed as you with me.

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100 words, memyselfandela / Adela Galasiu, 2015

Photograph: http://www.texnoworship.com.ar/2014/07/14-mind-bending-reflection-photographs.html


Thought of the Day

Your life is not an accident. It is the reflection of what YOU think.

You have more power than you imagine. Do the right thing, decide to be YOURSELF.

If you want to change your life, change the way you THINK, and your reality will change accordingly.

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Thoughts: Adela Galasiu

Image: Mandala, Adela Galasiu, memyselfandela, 2015


Black & White

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untitled fashion shot for Lilly Daché hats, 1952


Marooned

Motto: “We are cut, we are fallen.
We are become part of that unfeeling universe that sleeps
when we are at our quickest and burns red when we lie asleep.” /

” Suntem secerati, suntem cazuti. Am devenit parte a
acelui univers lipsit de simturi care doarme cand suntem cel mai activi
si mocneste ca jarul cand ne intindem in somn.”

Virginia Woolf, The Waves/ Virginia Woolf, Valurile

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MAROONED

I am lost like a stone
Submerged in the depths
Of this endless reality
In which our thoughts sometimes touch.

They come and go
Sometimes tormented like an agony
Sometimes calm like a madman
Marooned on an island of thousand silences.

Don’t keep me in your pocket forever,
Throw me far away,
Just enjoy the moment of
My passing ripples through your existence.


NAUFRAGIAT

Sunt pierdut ca o piatra
Scufundata in adancurile
Acestei realitati fara sfarsit
In care gandurile noastre uneori se ating.

Ele vin si pleaca
Uneori chinuite ca o agonie
Alteori calme precum un nebun
Naufragiat pe o insula a miilor de taceri.

Nu ma tine in buzunarul tau pentru totdeauna
Arunca-ma in departare,
Bucura-te doar de momentul
Trecatoarelor mele unde prin existenta ta.

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memyselfandela/ Adela Galasiu, 63 words, 2014

Photo: Photobucket.


Black & White & Rose

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Everything consists of
mostly empty space
filling the gaps between
levitating particles.

The singing bird,
the traveling train,
the darkness around,
your inquisitive eye
all are mostly not here.

Could we exist
without the invisible
particle of life
that makes
all the difference?

God’s breath of life
radiates inside us
creating the moments
that touch our hearts,
giving them substance.

In a life that could close
like a dark eyelid
over all
we defy all logic
and will always remain
absolute blossom.

81 words, memyselfandela/Adela Galasiu, June 2014


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Did you smile today? :)

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Bloom – 2 Years of Blogging

My dear friends, I am blogging already for 2 years now.

What an intensive experience it was, what a great experience I see ahead.

I thank each and every one of you for stopping by in my humble universe.

Love and Light to you all,

Adela

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Bloom

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close your yes
so that we don’t lose any atom of us
l hide you in me
leave out all the rest
keep on pulsating my love
inside of our heart
we bloom

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33 words, memyselfandela, 2012