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THE EYES OF THE UNIVERSE. Andreu Garasa. DIARY OF A VISITANTE.Anroart

Here are some illustrations I did for a book "craft"

poems. The author is Garasa Andreu, and the book is formated by

Kiss communication. There are only two copies.

Boca stitched

The other day I dreamed that
discovered the secret of happiness.
I felt full of life
and at peace with myself.

My main desire was then
tell everyone
and extend my happiness.
But trying to explain the secret, my lips remained sealed

could not make a sound.

I was very upset, scared

tried to scream with all my strength.

But my mouth would not open,
and felt a sharp pain
the force.

Then I saw my reflection in a pool near
and understood.
was a cruel joke ...
Someone had sewn their mouths.

panic started to stop passers
for help, but they all departed
me scared.

thought I was a dangerous madman.
A madman who sewed his mouth to prevent

extend his madness.

The strange cage

That he called me and unarmed

was opened by a master key before
doors and keys,

unconcerned that some god on earth forgot.

With this key I could see how I

is actually a bunch of emotions and reactions that

forged by time and sculpted by repetition

joined each other forming a strange mesh.

A shaped mesh cage,
called personality.

The master key also opened that strange cage

revealing the essence of my individuality.
hoping to find the eternal witness,
that one indivisible spirit
that all of us.

But there was nothing ...

not just a memory in memory
loneliness.

Fear of freedom

Is it safe, right? They are safe

walls behind which you live ...

But who are you hiding?. Because
reality caves.

do you hide the pain?
do you hide the pain?
No, of course not.
They do not scare you, make you feel alive
.

are giving you an enemy they can blame.
give you a reason to complain and hate.

why you live behind those walls? Whose
you hide?
"Love?, What happiness?
No, they scare you, but do not shun,
do not hide them.

only scare you, because you do
out those walls behind which you hide.

Why fear the outside?
Why do you lock?
Why are you hiding?
know the answer.

you afraid of freedom.
you afraid to be free of yourself.
you afraid to be free.

So you hide in a cage.
To not feel free.

But freedom is with you in that cage, it
not concealed.
And though you look scary,
she is there at your side.
whispering: Is it safe
, truth,
the walls behind which you live?