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There is a garden in every childhood... the colors are brighter, the fantasies are higher.
There is no absurdity.
When the door of dreams opens in childhood it gives a glimpse of the future.
We care about what a child will become some day, yet we forget that he is already a dream today.We all have our inner stories...but, when we grow older we start to forget about the little one inside of us.
Keep your toys close to your heart and your dreams longueur then the night!
Carry your childhood with you...and you`ll never become older!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Just think...
Today...I let other speak...let the sound penetrate your ears.
You can make your own choice...you can be somebody, nobody or just...anonymous!
Just think...
and make your choice!
You can make your own choice...you can be somebody, nobody or just...anonymous!
Just think...
and make your choice!
Friday, July 3, 2009
Street lights
Sometimes I just walk around and take pictures...sometimes words are not necessary.
"The images are the words that we see when we fall asleep"
At the end of the road there is always some light...The street last call before the night shadows...
The colors take around themselves in the streets.
And the night is there...with her sparky eyes.
The sun is getting ready to rise from the pavement.The street empties itself of all the noises.
And there it is- the night`sun...
And there it is- the night`sun...
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