Sometimes I’m a hypocrite. And it’s usually after I say something critical about a certain thing. It’s like, subconsciously, I feel the need to experience it for myself. I don’t know.
“Beyond the beauty of external forms, there is more here: something that cannot be named, something ineffable, some deep, inner, holy essence. Whenever and wherever there is beauty, this inner essence shines through somehow. It only reveals itself to you when you are present.”
¿¿¿como no nos va a gustar???
ResponderEliminarwoooo!!! que majicooo
ResponderEliminarOye. Ya no suenan canciones (antes te las robaba).
ResponderEliminarMe gusta la mujer de las especias. Pero soy alérgico a los gatos.^^