To see a picture means to love, to hear its colors. Gratitude for what you have is the key to the Castle of Happiness.
Colors combine the various problems of today with the spiritual values of the people and thus embody the latter in solving human dilemmas.
My diary was turned into the Arthiker blog by this thought.
At least I was healed by it. Of course, that happened only thanks to you – due to your feedback about my sighs that reminded me of the power of art to save people by directing them to the light.
Poetry, like any art, blooms but blooms only in the beds of your commentary.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery writes:
“Condemning yourself is a lot harder than judging others. If you can judge yourself well, it will show that you are a real wise person.”
Who wouldn’t want to be wise! Therefore I got out of bed and created my WordPress.com account. That’s why you see “a ..”, “b …” on your computer screens now, and guess, what’s going on here, right?
My eyes disappear in the bookshelf. Baron Munchausen, Dante’s Divine Comedy – all sorts of names flash, including Antoine de Saint-Exépery’s “Citadel”.
“Time is not an hourglass that uses sand, but a cutter that binds the foot.”
Maybe my account too will appear on someone’s bookshelf one day.
Are you more afraid of information from a TV reviewer, or sleeping near a snoring one?