27. Time for a different life

Another 4 in the morning. It is a harder night for me and I have already woken up many times. I just feel like doing a drawing. This time I use the watercolors. It goes pretty fast till get the feeling that I have to stop.

Its power is ending

Its power is ending

I collect some words and go back to bed. In the morning, before everything else the poem is made, and later a few touchups are added:


The group

Of sharp, short and spiky actors

Is growing small.

They have no more

Long term power.

This happened once and now it’s gone

Disappearing at the horizon

Like an ancient script

That tells of killings

And of horrors.

They were beautiful to tell

With heroes and villains

But we have to live

A different life


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Entries 1-58 show how I use the method of Intuition Through Art to heal myself from Peripheral Neuropathy.


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