Les couleurs migrent
Son of a Beach – https://chameleoniantimes.wordpress.com/2017/03/22/a-flots/
Chasing Hunger – https://chameleoniantimes.wordpress.com/2016/10/16/only-palm-only/
De que callada manera – https://chameleoniantimes.wordpress.com/2017/03/14/say-something/
Traversées: “Si tibi terra levis!” – https://chameleoniantimes.wordpress.com/2017/06/14/traversees/
nohungernothirst – https://chameleoniantimes.wordpress.com/2017/06/14/streams-and-oceans-of/
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Dejar huellas o abrir puertas
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private collection
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comet dreamers’ dream labyrinth
y dejar huellas or abrir puertas
Change and more change, change often being something to look forward to, again and again, while being unsettled if not plainly fearful living it. Memories, impressions, make much of who we are now. Be it happy or unhappy ones, those we’d like to remember or to erase, they’re part of us when in the now. One day it’s this that pops up, the next one we can also choose to be and do something else while still being. Composers of our own lives. Even more so when having the conscious freedom to do so and being able not to forget it.
Talk about a challenge.
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