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sábado, 3 de agosto de 2013

Mystery of Love

foto de Alif Omera.
Mystery of Love

Love is not some iron vest that can save you from heartless bullets of time or monstrosities of life. It is more like your little girl who holds you firmly after hearing unknown thunder. The girl is frail………..so weak that her arms are not able to twist even the softest of branches. But the concern of her security can trigger an immense power in you………A power so great that even ripping apart ferocious beasts with your bare hands becomes a possibility.

From the eye swamped in the vision of profit and loss, love is nothing more than few grains and a handful of foliage spread on a barren land (not even enough to satiate the hunger of a child). But on these grains and foliage, flocks and flocks of mysterious birds descend from the sky; herds and herds of creatures from unknown dimensions of the world appear from horizon. This very possibility of attracting higher life makes love the ultimate mystery that has intoxicated the minds of creative souls since the beginning of time.

Asad Ali
Painting by Jean Metzinger
 
 

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