“Butterfly in the Plaster” is learning to talk

Butterfly is learning to speak

“how much it costs”? was ranging in my ear as I traveled around the city. This uproar stopped only when I reached home.
In other words, God has used my path to study my heart.


Road condition affects traffic, but the direction of our movement is determined not by the technical condition of the road surface but by the spirituality of the person.


When I named what I saw, I realized what I really wanted.
The blind man followed Jesus for a long time, but Christ opened his eyes only after the blind man had asked the Lord Himself.
God knows our dreams and He will give everything, but we must ask for it ourselves.
Now, looking out the window, I am fascinated by the street I had passed. It didn’t bother me anymore because I realized the secret I was meant to comprehend.


Dear God, I ask for Your help to see the true light of life in the darkness of our ambiguous day, and please help me write down these visions clearly in order what is poetry about could become the tangible , would get the flesh and blood, in order to reflect the true beauty of Your Word.

Here is the DVD of my pictures

my dream day

While I was dreaming in a coffee-shop, lots of people were passing by me under the window. The picture was colorful, but it looked sorrowful because the smiles were lost in a busy schedule of workday of my town. The reality urged on shaking myself free from a burden of all observations. So I dunk my finger into the cup of coffee and started drawing on the table

-Are you Tomas?

The inquiry gave me a good shake? The further events were unexpected too. 1000 red roses were delivered to me . Unfortunately, the courier left the coffee shop prior I managed to say a word.

Wow, the scent of the roses was so lovely. The aroma raised me from a chair and took into the street. Thus I came head-to-head with the people . Old lady was slowly approaching me. I didn’t hesitate a second.

– Hi! – I handed her a rose.

All 1000 roses were shared with other such way and the miracle has happened: my town has bloomed with 1000 smiles.


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musing on life

No one can serve two masters. For you will hate one and love the other; you will be devoted to one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and money.
Matthew 6:24 (New Living Translation)

Mercy to the needy is a loan to God, and God pays back those loans in full.
Proverbs 19:17 (The Message)

Thank you

I know snow is white, but it isn’t so by the road… However, snow reflects the heaven lights and your comments do alike, transform my reality.

here we are


“A person needs a little madness, or else they never dare cut the rope and be free.”
Nikos Kazantzakis, Cretan author and philosopher, 1883 – 1957

wow, I’m alive till now

At a beach, sea kisses fine sand and the bare feet seal a story about the beauty of our footprints … The nature creates the metaphors that are incredible rich with insights into the mystery of our inner world that shapes everything we see or handle.
There is just one problem. The waves hide our footprints, and just one question remains:
was it my choice?