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What is Love?

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I know nothing of love, only that it is green. My love is painted upon the love of another.

Love is not a polished thing, but polishing your world with dreams is Love.

Love means spreading her paths with flowers.

“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk through my garden forever” Lord Alfred Tennyson.

My love is totally simple and naive. Red in the flowers and the flamingos, green in the grass and the goodness of the world in you….and …I have a garden.

My garden by Katrina Pallon.

Old and New

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It was a strange and eerie time. Difficult.

I don’t look back. I don’t like the times when we are compelled, at least by convention, to create our invisible boundaries: New Years…

There is nothing to see. Or Do. Just comparisons…This Old is too New.

I learn from the past, I do not ponder over it. I agree with the Old, only if they remind me of another age, glamorously twisted into different and fascinating faces.

Anything that is good comes from the past. Only that we didn’t have the right mirror to see it clearly.

In the New world I would like to have a rest.

“To Rest is to receive all aspects of the world without judgment”…Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient.

A bath in the sun, a trip into the winds, New stories to be told, New times to be spent, Old people to be loved, and I don’t get to ask “Why?”…

Questionless…by Henri Rousseau.

Henry Rousseau

Why do men fall in love?

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Why men fall in love?

Because they see a glimpse of beauty, available and unattainable.

Beautiful features startle our imagination. As in the fairy tale with the prince and the frog. A frog is always a frog, but a “prince” can be anyone, anywhere, anytime. The beauty of the prince (princess) develops the world, enlarges our perceptions, and the space can be curved…..for a while.

Not because of me. Neither beautiful, nor available, my space is flat. But I have the Words. Through my words, I can shape everything.

Love is always green. Remember that.

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Beauty by Vincent Van Gogh.

Failure and success

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Failure and success. Dichotomy or what?

I have just stumbled upon an add for a book about success: “Always remember that failure is your friend” (Scott Adams).

Yes, I love not to be right now and then :). And I hate being right mostly all the time.

I can “see through” people and situations, I am very organized and I have loads of common sense. Nevertheless, I make mistakes. I like my mistakes, they are different. Others don’t make my mistakes.

BUT, I have always learned from my mistakes and failures. They are my teachers in life.

I wish I could paint. You can’t go wrong with a “copy” of something. In the olden days, a picture of reality, and later, in postmodern age, a picture of the soul, or another mirror to the world.

I like this “copy”. Makes my heart sing.

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By Ivan Shishkin.