September 2007
Astudillo Pedro Aranda
bare life:
always attracts me the magnificence of that knot Original - Energy and Matter - that broke, and moved to the infinite spaces. There was everything. There were all for the flood of life and spirit. Also
born naked into that embrace the sun naked and nude nude energy. But my death, which lay bare the bones of my soul, I proclaimed that life is naked: naked roots in their trees, fruit and fragrance. "The rose is naked or just have that dress?" Neruda asked.
But, there are knots witnessing pain: those of the stomach, throat nodes, heart tight nodules here and there. Feelings are trapped Desencontro, twisted, entangled, balls frozen. They however, wait, wait and wait diluted in a sea in a generous initiative, liberating .... Other nodes grow, grow uncontrollably and choke ...
The more we strive for our costumes, life smiles as we go naked without appearances. We are slowly skims or with disruptions to meet with our essence, from our firmament recreate them since they see beyond the fleeting and the insatiable greed.
full taste in our essences.
The worm is tied, the caterpillar and a butterfly winged. He was tethered to the ground and now visit pollination gardens. Our nudity is
Our sun is a flame to the truth of being, to become who I am. Plain and simple. Nudarse love is developing. Release is de-tangle. Blood, no clots, giving life flows like a river laughing.
mother nature breathing in and out everywhere its own authenticity. His recreations expand the soul. Shame hovers
when Eclipse ourselves or else we run in the eyes invaders. Comment
Genesis that the first parents walked naked. It des-linked and needed to be filled. Strangely, the more we have more we distance ourselves, the more we protect them, more walls and armor, farther from our guts, our essences ... . But life with his bare hands, like water passing and passing round the stones, we are also going smoothing, triggering, developing nudando, undressing.
Ama - Necer is reborn and see us face to face.
Astudillo Pedro Aranda
bare life:
always attracts me the magnificence of that knot Original - Energy and Matter - that broke, and moved to the infinite spaces. There was everything. There were all for the flood of life and spirit. Also
born naked into that embrace the sun naked and nude nude energy. But my death, which lay bare the bones of my soul, I proclaimed that life is naked: naked roots in their trees, fruit and fragrance. "The rose is naked or just have that dress?" Neruda asked.
But, there are knots witnessing pain: those of the stomach, throat nodes, heart tight nodules here and there. Feelings are trapped Desencontro, twisted, entangled, balls frozen. They however, wait, wait and wait diluted in a sea in a generous initiative, liberating .... Other nodes grow, grow uncontrollably and choke ...
The more we strive for our costumes, life smiles as we go naked without appearances. We are slowly skims or with disruptions to meet with our essence, from our firmament recreate them since they see beyond the fleeting and the insatiable greed.
full taste in our essences.
The worm is tied, the caterpillar and a butterfly winged. He was tethered to the ground and now visit pollination gardens. Our nudity is
Our sun is a flame to the truth of being, to become who I am. Plain and simple. Nudarse love is developing. Release is de-tangle. Blood, no clots, giving life flows like a river laughing.
mother nature breathing in and out everywhere its own authenticity. His recreations expand the soul. Shame hovers
when Eclipse ourselves or else we run in the eyes invaders. Comment
Genesis that the first parents walked naked. It des-linked and needed to be filled. Strangely, the more we have more we distance ourselves, the more we protect them, more walls and armor, farther from our guts, our essences ... . But life with his bare hands, like water passing and passing round the stones, we are also going smoothing, triggering, developing nudando, undressing.
Ama - Necer is reborn and see us face to face.
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