31 august,2015

31 august,2015

The earth was warm under me, and warm as I crumbled it through my fingers. Queer little red bugs came out and moved in slow squadrons around me. Their backs were polished vermilion, with black spots. I kept as still as I could. Nothing happened. I did not expect...
26 august ,2015

26 august ,2015

Outwardly, determined effort is necessary.But within, nothing is neededexcept to yield.Ivan M. Granger 
18 July 2015 ,memories of Chile

18 July 2015 ,memories of Chile

PABLO NERUDAI don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,   or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:   I love you as one loves certain obscure things,   secretly, between the shadow and the soul. I...