Today is Sophie's Birthday. She is five.

My heart is completed. 

I was born again the moment Sophie came into this world.

There is such a great possibility that you will tear me apart and split me open. 

But I want you, even if all you’ll leave me with is a throat full of shattered poems.

 Warsan Shire 

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I think… if it is true that

there are as many minds as there

are heads, then there are as many

kinds of love as there are hearts.

 Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

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The power of freedom...

I always believed that every person should be free to manifest itself as it fits him best, 

and I think that it is wrong to compel people by any mental or physical power.

If coercing somebody by physical force to do things for you translates into slavery, 

compelling them by mental means reaches the same effect.

If taking things from other people by force is robbery,

 then taking things by mental force is robbery also.

Nobody has the right to use their will power upon another person.

This is the essence of Freedom and Love.

Tradition is alive, just like Art comes from the soul.
an artistic approach to viewing tradition as Art.

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Noi, oamenii,nu apartinem unui singur mod de manifestare, nu suntem doar credinciosi, doar revolutionari, doar familisti, doar carieristi, doar artisti. suntem o lume de posibilitati si emotii, si daca nu vom invata sa ne acceptam toate fatetele noastre, 
nu ne vom putea trai cu adevarat realitatea personala, autenticitatea.

Maria Dermengiu

Creez deci traiesc, arta mea este expresia realitatii mele, felul in care inima imi picteaza viata pe pamant, si in memoria vie a lumii.
Cristina Lazar

'o simbioza artistica intre doua femei ...
undeva, mai profund, sinteti de fapt una singura, un singur suflet luand diverse forme ...'

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Ode to Innocence

We grow sometimes in one dimension, 

                                         and not in another; unevenly. 

We grow partially. We are relative. 

We are mature in one realm, childish in another. 

The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, 

forward, or fix us in the present. 

We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.

We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. 

Anaïs Nin

Creativity is the basis of self-expression. 

Why are some people supposedly more creative than others, and why can’t others open themselves up enough to be able to express who they are? 

Creation is the birth of something, and something cannot come from nothing. 

When someone creates something: a painting, a poem, a photograph, the creativity comes from an idea, from a feeling, from emotion, or from a combination of ideas, 

feelings and emotions that are somehow ‘reborn’ from all our experiences and perspectives. Creativity is the desire to express ourselves. 

To formulate these expressions, we have to draw from our reservoir of experience, dreams, desires and experimentation and mix together what was, what is, and what could be…

 I don’t think you can learn it, it is rather something that evolves. 

Your perception of everything in your life fills up this reservoir.

 Peter Lindbergh 

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if I could reach the stars I'd give them all to my daughter. 

if I could spare her from the struggles of this world.

 but..we must discover wisdom for ourselves after a 

'journey that no one can take for us or spare us.'

 me and Sophie

I am eternally, devastatingly romantic, and I thought people would see it because ‘romantic’ doesn’t mean ‘sugary.’ It’s dark and tormented — 

the furor of passion, the despair of an idealism that you can’t attain.

Catherine Breillat

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So walk with me...

I would imagine that there are days when even WonderWoman looks at her cape and wonders when someone will come to her saving...

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The soul is dyed in the color of its thoughts. 

Think only on those things that are in line with your principles and can bear the light of day. 

The content of your character is your choice. 

Day by day, what you do is who you become. 

Your integrity is your destiny - it is the light that guides your way.

Heraclitus 

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Give yourself a good, solid, clear and meaningful reason to

do whatever you’re doing. 

Give yourself a real, authentic dream.

Give yourself a dream that has meaning, and that compels you

forward. Keep yourself solidly connected to that dream.

Let your dream flow naturally and honestly from the vision

you have for how life can be. 

Make your dream so big and exciting that you cannot fail

 to put the best of yourself into it.

Give yourself a dream, and give it to all the world as well.

Choose a dream that enables you to lift others higher as you

lift yourself higher and do what you truly love.

Let go of the excuses, the complaints, the anger, envy and

frustration. Put the miraculous power of your thoughts,

words and actions into the good and positive things that

truly matter.

At this time of new beginnings, choose to live with more

substance and meaning than ever before. Give yourself a

dream, and give all of life the unique benefit of the very

best you can be.

 Ralph Marston 

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"Parce que tu me parles avec des mots; 

et moi, je te regarde avec des sentiments..."

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LEFT BRAIN- I am the left brain
I am a scientist. A mathematician.
I love the familiar, I categorize. I am accurate. Linear.
Analytical. Strategic. I am practical.
Always in control. A master of words and lenguage.
Realistic. I calculate ecuations and play with numbers.
I am order. I am logic.
I know exactly who I am.

RIGHT BRAIN- I am the right brain.
I am creativity, a free spirit. I am passion.
Yearning . Sensuality. I am the sound of the roaring laughter .
I am taste. The feeling of sand beneath bare feet.
I am movement. Vivid colors,
I am the urge to paint on an empty canvas,
I am boundless imagination. Art. Poetry. I sense. I feel.
I am everything I wanted to be.

 'cei care asculta. cei care te asculta. cei care nu aud.
 cei care nu spun. cei care tac. cei care te tac.
 cei care fug. cei care ard. cei care dor.'

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Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. 

This person is using celestial colors to paint your image. 

Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. 

Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. 

How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home. These thoughts are saving a life somewhere right now. 

 someone is calling out to you silently and you are answering without even being there. 

So crystalline. So pure. 
Such life saving power when you smile. 

You will never know how you have cauterized my wounds. 

So sad that we will never touch. 

How it hurts me to know that I will never be able to give you everything I have

 Henry Rollins 

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I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.

 Augusten Burroughs

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The unreal is more powerful than the real. 

Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. 

Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. 

Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. 

But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on.

 If you can change the way people think. 

The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. 

You can change the way people live their lives. 

That’s the only lasting thing you can create.

 Chuck Palahniuk

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