"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




Anger? Hate? What would be the perfect word to carve into my arm? What do I allocate this tender, fleshy space between my elbow and my wrist to? No, this is no place for lamentations… Love? Peace and Light? No, I should tattoo that I love you, that I love your feet and your heart. Your big feet. And that I live for those moments when all I want to hear is my little breath next to the amazing sound of your thumping heartbeat.
I had to sigh a million times till I could finally start to breathe… Breathe with my heart and soul , not only with my lungs… LIVE , not only biologically exist… Embrace my intense feelings, not only feel and get crushed underneath them… And what I found out is that in a lifetime we break and fall a million times, but baby, sometimes after we fall, we can finally fly…

memyselfandela, July 2013

See With Your Heart


If people would only learn
To listen to their heart
To see deeper than skin
Never allowing physical eyes
To fool them
If they would know
The burning power
Of the inner eye
Life would unfold
In front of them:
No more misery
No more pain
Only beauty and light.

memyselfandela, 2013


Dare to be Crazy

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Yes, I dare you all. We would never ever survive unless we get a little crazy…
I am crazy, I admit it. This spark of craziness and passion makes me who I am, this makes life worth living and I am happy with it. 😀



You will never perceive
the depths of this sadness
black aura around my heart
intricate story of this living creature
that looks at me from every mirror.

Silence knits my line of thought
and my whole being screams for absolution
for the sin of being born inside this dark book.
Let me fade unknown, if there’s no path to the light
I must die to find it.

memyselfandela, 2013







Santa Muerte

santa muerte

Spent ages of solitude waiting for your delivery
black faithful angel
your embrace to lift all pain
and to open the door to the other side,
Santa Muerte

Your power reigns over creatures,
most fear you,
some desperately wanting to live forever
some hoping for your merciful hand
to free them from sorrow.

No longer asking for your embrace
Not afraid of your shadow
for Love shines in me stronger than all suns.
You can’t have my heart anymore
for you have never loved.


memyselfandela, 2013

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