Wonderful Life

Try to demonstrate your attachment to universal time through a graceful leap into the 'high heavens,' from where you can embrace the order of the whole in a single glance.

I do not know why I particularly liked this song, always accomplished by approaching everything that is the essence of life, announcing the possibility of seeing a new beauty in something that disappears, with the intention of creating a world or of glorifying the exceptional achievements of a humanized God. But also, the possibility of defining an attitude in the case of a forgotten man in the memory of an unqualified age who heroically resists the universal ambition of overcoming his vulnerability, the condition of mortal, like a dice thrown at random in a game of luck of destiny.

In its rhythm, gentle and comforting, as an expression of a vague existence, I lose myself, I pray, I freely charge myself with a divine breath and truly find myself. It seems an act of adoration to the wonderful thing through which I get to better know myself. Here lies the maximum point of relaxation and detachment from everything that resembles a burden, everything I try to hide from myself, in the personal and not at all fantastic hope of finding a full-fledged experience, like the one you have when you overcome a tough disease and rediscover the sky. Because it helps you light up a magic spark of divine love.

How can you refine those execution details of your own existence so that every creative gesture becomes a catalyst for a higher vision?

The examination of the song in the neutral terms of an empirically limited description of a strong straight line called "fullness", like a rock peak that is lost in the landscape, closely related to a series of interrelated subjects, organized on the axis of symbolic representations, has as an equivalent the philosophical approach to a measurable experience precisely because of its visibility in the context of a cone of light which has Daring at its peak: "Look at me standing ! "

You approach the holy ones when you feel the subtle taste of pictorial values, photographic snapshots, with historical archives passed through contrast filters, set up by the highest degree of the sublime passerby that makes most listeners always untangle another spell at every press of the "replay" button.

Is the nobility of your nature shaped by a spirited curiosity regarding the relationship between the concept of 'fullness' and the artistic means that sustain it?

Here we find fears and hopes, meanings and impulses of self-seeking sparked by dreams, an inner cry to the need for a wonderful life as a ball of energy rolled up towards future generations. Which give the essential lines of an identity deeply rooted in the fulminating ascension to the desire to live forever, meant to seek answers that it itself would be afraid of. "No need to laugh and cry."

Slowly, I try to find myself on the lyrics of a time that flows like blood from the ears of my heart, only to glimpse a chord of the authentic universe, a unique interpretation of an eternal but nostalgic charm. As if I were focusing on the image of a paradise imagined with the despair of a retrieval: as if we were looking for ourselves for our entire life.

Fullness is that which surrounds you, gaining its meaning only in the light of subsequent events capable of revealing something from your inner world.

They seem to hate you because you’re there, in the midst of a high-speed reality, acting at the subtle level to produce the principle of changing the level of overturning of the usual logic, the foreseeable that contradicts and disturbs, continues to anxiety through the very feeling of loneliness. That metaphysical sadness of isolation, often ennobled by correlation with the ethical concept of love: "Oh, I need a friend to make me happy".

I was so attracted to the video as well, the scenes full of a chiaroscuro, in which I dream with my eyes open, that I think that my transformation into a grain of sand the Universe is approaching, the actual realization of a new experience, to discover a shortcut in space and time, up straight in the sunshine, under the modeling influence of a journey and a definite imperative: "No need to run and hide ! "

As a being subjected to an experiment of the impossible, much deeper than the clear sky that binds the beginning to the end ! So much do the images disturb you, the black and white shapes the gray of normal lives, so that you simply close your eyes as the sun’s rays melt in front of the Lord, and you see yourself worn in the triumph of a time "retrieved", and thus, denied. "You know it feels unfair / There’s magic everywhere"

Do you demonstrate your attachment to universal time by allowing yourself to be drawn to the beauty of a world that realizes its relationship with the Creator, beyond the ephemeral?

I want to feel the magic of a star we call the Sun, the electric charge of a storm cloud, the spontaneous increase in the temperature of a gram in a body that performs the same functions of an angel’s wings. Or just a drop of ether. Not so alone. To not know the pain, know nothing, only exist, feel only the eternity of the moment and the perfection of the taste present on a bicycle trip. A graceful jump in the sky, a stroll with an umbrella through the history of intense and provocative dance. On the pace of a music rendered in the Do range.

I want to drink water from a spring without a cup, I want to run without getting tired, although I feel stuck in a chair lent to me by Godliness: the petal of a memory that will never be forgotten, the beautiful eternal bedding in the freshness and gentleness of a wild flower. And just stop at the beginning of the road. "Look at me here / Here on my own again."

In the search for a perfect synesthesia, how do you manage to transform the desire for improvement into a plasticity of the spirit that shapes the surrounding reality?

My relationship with the Creator is the same as the relationship with the meaning of life: I must explain why there exists everything rather than nothing. Why should I always look at the right side of the picture when I could just as well try to improve myself its composition and quality?

In order to understand the meaning of life, you must watch the depiction of black and white images illustrated during random stories in which the characteristic features of a corner of nature, of an object, of a being, of a phenomenon are presented in a suggestive and plastic way as they are seen from the perspective of a Creator expressing their attitude to them through a surprising expression: "In the end, I am an ordinary man next to each of you but who has seen everything and has gone through all."

Understanding the meaning of life means trying to prove your attachment to the universal time through a graceful jump in the "heights of the heaves" where you can see everything. And when you come back, just pick the pictures you liked the most.

Wonderful Life is an approach to the present moment that artists call "leap in creation." By this, it is understood that the artist does not merely reproduce reality, but bestows a new dimension upon it, transforming the fleeting moment into a testament of eternity.

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