Baby bird.

Little baby bird held in captivity

Trying to fly from its nest.

Breaking away to fly in the wind,

So far away so that no train can go.

This is how life is made to be,

Leaving away from our dear family.

Leaving our friends, when they make us grow strong.

Leaving for a different world,

A world full maturity, a world with loneliness.

Baby birds don't want to go, they want to stay.

So why do you let them fly away?

Battle in the pyramid .

Hard times come in, when you're not appreciated for who you  really are.

The effort you put in is not the maximum.

Well all i can say is i'm a fighter,

I will fight for my rights and for what i am capable of.

No one is perfect in this life,

I will only do what i actually can do.

No one will stop me, all those lies. all those green eyes,

Only make me stronger ,I will fight to the end.

I will show that I'm trying and put my best out of it

No one will let me down , its a kind of motivation,

Motivation to go on, to fight harder and lay out my best,

This fire inside me grows even stronger

All I can do is write a text, a text which i show no care for the rest.

So  I can lose for today . That's okay . I'm not ashamed, because times will change.

So please give me your critics please help me grow up,

Please pour gasoline into my fire of passion.

And when you're standing there surprised from my reaction.

This is the game and this is how I play it.

A game for the battle of the status in the pyramid.

So keep that in mind, and when you try to play the game.

Know your strategies and deal with the pain.

Leonidov's project of a tower-pyramid

Architect Leonidov was a very first architect representing Russian avant-grad . His projects where different and unique, he struggled most of his life for approval. In 1941 Leonidov was drafted into the army, after had a serious injury,and later after war was not let to work as a architect, creating his with his style. Very poor sad story from a great architect that is now wide known in the world of architects.

Illusion of my imagination.

So the wind flows by, and it runs through your hair

I'm not writing a poem, this is just an illusion of my imagination.

A fragment so close yet its very blurry to see

So random thoughts flow inside my head

What are we here for? Basically the earth has gathered us for something

Is it evolution? A meaningless form of progress from a animal being.

Or maybe something more, maybe life has to offer us something ...

That is precious, something that can not be sold or bought.

Memories. Endless memories of happiness and pain.

It is for those experiences we have to face everyday.

That is what life is for, to make us stronger, to feel those emotions, those roots of attraction.

So you ask me, not all can feel?

Well maybe we are here to help those in need. Life is something so beautiful yet...

A blury picture, an illusion of someones imagination.

A form of art that everyone must protect.

Woman in black.

Woman in black

In her secret, mystery

With an intoxicating smile

In her looks you can see.

The crimson color of lips

 Her kiss promises

Broken hearts overall 

Without effort, you miss.

All fall in love with her glare.

Promising the demolish,

In the hell you will follow,

With her goals accomplished.

Henry Asencio 

The difference between the Catholic and Orthodox church.

        

    Orthodox and the Catholic Church, as we know are the two branches of the same tree. Both 

pray to Jesus and wear crosses around their necks.The differences between the pope and the patriarch of Constantinople began long before that, but it was in 1054, Pope Leo IX  was sent to Constantinople (headed by Cardinal Humberto) to resolve the conflict, which began closing in 1053 of the Latin churches in Constantinople. However, the conflict wasn't solved so there was born a new type of religion. 

That was some prehistory of the Orthodox church but what are the main differences? 

1). The idea of Virgin Mary. 1. Catholics worship the Virgin Mary as a pure soul, and Orthodox see Virgin Mary as a Mother of God.

2). All catholic priests must observe celibacy - they are not allowed to have and relations, and get married . The Orthodox  priests and deacons are divided into black and white. White may marry and have children while the black are higher ranked and may not have a wife. 

3).The idea of heaven. Catholics recognize the existence (except hell and heaven) purgatory - where the soul is recognized not too sinful, but not pure, it follows a process before it will be able to enter the gates of paradise. Orthodox also do not believe in purgatory. However, the idea of ​​heaven and hell they even vague - it is believed that the knowledge of them are closed for a person in this life. Catholics have calculated all the paradise and heaven gardens. 

4).Catholics honor the Pope. In the Orthodox Church, Patriarch takes a similar position.

   

Orthodox church. Russia.

    

Catholic church. Spain.

Happiness

    Most of my blogs as you see are a bit depressive and low, so today I would like to talk of the opposite feeling. Happiness. Do we actually know what this word means? This word surrounds us a lot but we never tend to think of it deeper.
    Describing the feeling of being happy is very difficult. A flow of emotions and energy that rises in our souls is the closest of how I can describe it. So basically for me and what i analysed happiness from a scientific idea is a big flow of energy in your body that doesn't stop. You feel awake, ready to move and concur the world basically in other words. The true question now is what causes such very useful to us but weird flow of energy in our bodies and mind. From lack of information I can not answer such question. If only we could know who controls all of this and why do some people have more energy then there that is also a question to be found out.

rainbow

Leave a comment of what you think.Part 2 of topic happiness will come out after i do some deep research. Hope you enjoyed!

Lost soul.

Can you save my every part of soul... From being so filthy and low.

Can you save my soul every feeling and mind... From being to much kind,

To  much naive to the world, from being such willingness of being blind,

And it is like a hopeless ride to the end of the bridge

Where no one will ever be aside you,  No I do not want your help in this task of movement

I want nothing from you ! I have no hopes and dreams,

Nothing left not even the lies.

I love this feeling of pleasure that i am sunk to the ground.

It is so addicting,  it is something new,  somewhere where no time exists and no place can be found.

I am wondering among those woods.The woods have no light , no people to be around.

The woods are fill with darkness, with black rosin on the tree roots.

Please dont find me, Please dont come to me..

Hope is lost and so is my heavy dirty soul.