HelluvaGirl

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Category: Visualisation

What Do I Want?

I was asked what I wanted for my birthday. It got me thinking what I want generally and most of all. 1. I want to be where my home is. I want to feel that, where I am, is the place. Not where somebody else is. Ok, so I guess I want my home to be […]

Visions

Who can tell whether we’re alive or dead? Either way, we live in the heaven or hell of our choosing. I live in my almost heaven with the elements of purgatory. They were the entrance fee. 

Fortune-Teller

Don’t ask me why or how, but once upon a winter my schoolmate persuaded me to join her on a visit to a fortune-teller. It was an old lady who accepted whatever you gave her for a fee. My girlfriend, one of those golden kids from a loving and functional family, owning a beautiful house, a […]

The Land of Light

Whenever you are in pain or feel sad, remember it’s just your surface, Love. Instead of sinking in your sorrow, go looking for a place of light and happiness, where there’s no disease and anguish, where there’s only beauty and fulfilment, and Love. I rock her on my lap, pressing my cold cheek to her feverish […]

The Hanging Tree

One of the most suggestive pieces ever. Gives me shivers every time as the mind travels to dark and shady places you’d think no one walks at night. Do you ever wonder what happens there when the light is absent, or when no one is around? Strange things could happen and I believe they do. […]

Buenos Aires

Photo: intelligenttravel.nationalgeographic.com

Entrance

She Won’t Go Away

I keep having this dream. I kill a woman and try to get rid of her. Beside the fact that she is already dead, I tie her hands behind the back with a plastic wire. I put her into a black bag, face down, and into the trunk of a car. I want to get […]

3. Transformation. Air

I was floating in the heart of a tornado, unable to see a thing through the thick darkness of the black waves around me – yet I was at home: still, warm and safe. The eye of the storm.

2. Transformation. Water

I was diving naked under water, seeing unknown landscapes, plants and light that was different from that above.

1. Transformation. Fire

The air was warm and dusk. The vibration under her belly-button resonated with the humming in the air. She walked the street without looking around. She could see the dark tree foliage and the rest of the things above without moving her sight or lifting her head. The trees stood huge and silent. They were her allies, just like […]

The Wooden Stick

If you don’t know what to do, make a small step. Sometimes the change you want seems so vast from where you’re standing that you’d never collect the resolution to become it. Do you know how sailors survive the sea after shipwreck?

Rebel without a Cause

American Beauty

   

My Thoughts Over to Surgery Room

For as long as I remember myself, Mother Grandmother would pray for me: when I had an exam, went on a trip, got sick or gave birth. She did it the old-school way, with all the huge Christian prayer books and rosaries at hand. I’d turn in my bed in small hours and I’d hear […]