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The fullness is sat beside us.

When you start off your path towards Ithaka
you must hope that the voyage be a long one,
full of adventures, full of discoveries

You must hope that the voyage be a long one.
May there be many a summer morning when,
with what pleasure, what joy,
you come into harbors never seen before (...)

(...) Ithaka has given you the marvelous travel.
Without her you would not have set out.
She has nothing left to give you now.

And if you find that she is poor, Ithaka hasn't fooled you.
Wise as you will have become, so full of experience,
you will have understood what Ithaka means.

Konstandinos Petru Kavafis
We have more beauty in the leaves of the olive-trees than in the screen of a TV or a computer, but sometimes we put all our energies to reach a life full of artifacts that are considered as symbols of material prosperity or social power. Perhaps, people is not happy, and search obsessively some machines, or pills, or objects... that gives them the fullness of peace. But sadly many people don't …

Where is the thrill when body passes?

Where are the minds that one day cared me? They nursed me more than they nursed themselves. Some years ago, they went away to the earth of the landscape.
If they were earth, how could they loved me? How could they be a pure and strong wish? If they were thought, how could they die? The will remains, the matter fades away. 
When the wind blows, I think of them as if they were the air that moves away, and their heart talked with silent voice around my skin, and they were wakeful.
Some day they had a whole world inside, they were as strong and tall as trees. I was their heritage, their dreams, but one day they turn into ground.    
 I can't understand how the thrill can born or die from dust of stars. Where is the thrill when body passes?
And when the fire fizzles out, and star gets dark in coldest night, where are the minds that one day loved?
Jeremias Soler . . .

When childhood is the search of the creativity.

The naturist beach of El Torn, in Hospitalet de l'Infant. . . In the darkest instants of my life, when the whole day was sunk in a strange night, I tried to get what I could get while there was something to enjoy. The wings of  Earth were cut by a black wind of fear and punishment. All around was the door of the hell and those who were dressed in black and red used to smoke and to repeat boring psalms that had been written by men many centuries before.
The world is full of bad shepherds that don't live and don't let live. They kill the movement to survive, thinking about the worst possibilities of the risk. Their speech explains that the inmobility doesn't die. But It is true because the inmobility is already dead.
I wish a better world for those to come, without any sword hanging over the heads of my sons and my daughters. I want them to be free. I want them to be full of serenity. I want them to absorbe all the deep beauty of the life without fears or threatens. I wish a …

Our first day at the beach this year, and some thoughts about what is a person.

The first day of being at beach of every spring is the most intense day, even though the water is as cold as it had been taken out from a refrigerator.  But we had been so long without the special sensations of the nature that we feel as if we had went back to our home. This sensations born from the wet sea's breeze which is impregnated of salt. This invisible salt seems turning everything into pure. At the beach, we are filled with the colors that we have remembered for the whole winter. For the winter time, we have been watching these colors in the photos. We have been feeling the thrill of the light, a sense so deep that we can't describe it.
Saved images can't calk the natural colors of the landscape, nor simulate the fact of being inside this colors or embracing to this breeze. This breeze is like a wild sea's treacle that welcomes us. But this breeze is not a corny breeze, because you know, and this breeze knows, that if you despise the nature, you will die. If y…