Reflex Thoughts
Stories in photo to inspire: get lost in emotions, find yourself in thoughts
Ogni pensiero vola.
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​Is this a promise or a premise?
The goal to reach
Or the warning that anticipate your first step?
Maybe both.
What’s a thought?
The capacity to exceed the feelings of the moment,
to overcome their boundaries of the time and space.
To build meanings, to project expectations.
Thought is not reality.
Celle-ca n'est pas la realité.
Takes us away from reality with castles
that helps us to build, where we take refuge
but which prove to be ephemeral
like the paper they are made of.
Thought is the tool to learn and realize
and at the same time
the weapon with which we inflict suffering,
with the power of a drop
that, alone, can ripple the surface of the water.
Docile to the will of the hand.
Full as the earth on which you live.
Outspoken in words that don’t hide behind allusions.
It lives without looking elsewhere for his reasons.
It doesn’t need to look up.
A kingdom that deserves to have two thrones.
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The Etruscans celebrate earthly existence. They choose the materiality of clay for their sculptures and not the whiteness of the marble of the Greek gods. They recount the pleasures of their everyday life without justifying their restlessness with the divine aura of mythology. They dig graves under the ground where they glorify the ephemeral pleasures of life. Women participate in this celebration alongside their men as before only in ancient Egypt.
Let your eyes go further.
Beyond clarity.
Enter the shadows.
Its contrast adds a dimension,
enters the depth.
Through its continuous nuances
create your own perspective.
And then you go even further,
because the shadows tell
more than the body that generates them.
As they had explained the curves of Earth,
they can continue to reveal new looks.
In balance there is the natural ability of the parties
to find themselves in an agreement. And to preserve it.
Each change triggers the search for a new one,
creating a path of steps
each in itself the only possible in its own moment.
That uniqueness of "necessary" form creates beauty.
That globality of possibility creates beauty.
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