wings [Theme] Page 2
Gestalt encourages us to spread our wings to the fullest. He offers us to replace the “dullness” of compromise with a rainbow fan.
Wings, flight - both do not happen without a beginning.
Fusun, you created me anew, I love you more than anything in the world, I love you more than life, but I, my only wounded, I don’t have enough strength even for myself, I don’t have enough strength to protect you from myself. I took this path yesterday to make you happy, but while I was flying I broke your wings. I don't know what happiness is, Fusun, but fear learned what it is by seeing it in your eyes. I feel like a worm in love with a flower and eating its petals. I'm far away, my only one. Where my love won't hurt you. Where I can love you without hurting you or hurting you. You call me wild
Some birds need wings to fly, others just to wave. People have brains like that.
A person who has no talent is not doomed to live in the shadows all his life. Diligence and hard work can sometimes replace talent. If God initially did not give man wings, then he did not want man to fly. But diligence helped create artificial wings ...
In burden wings behind.
Penguin wings replace fins
Where can a woman get such qualities as courage, zeal, disinterestedness, greatness? After all, these qualities are born by freedom of choice, a wide open future, above any given. And a woman is imprisoned in the walls of a kitchen or a boudoir and they are surprised that, you see, she has a narrow mindset, a limited worldview; her wings are clipped and at the same time they regret that she does not fly. Let the future open before her, and she will not need to cling to the present.
The whole world is open to feathers. They are endowed with a gift that everyone dreams about in the depths of their soul - not to know the prohibitions, soar above the earth, contemplating the world from the height of heaven, from where the Lord himself looks at us. Perhaps they are the rulers of nature, and not people locked in many cells, one inside the other?
... inhale... aka flapping wings... fall gently into the serene embrace of the wind... soar... be weightless, transparent... read through... or in passing... it doesn't matter... just to be ... love letters ... breathe them and live ... without looking back even furtively ... so sweetly ... read yourself aloud ... in one gulp, barely taking a breath ... and then ... in a whisper to land on the ground under the fading of the heart beat ...
Muse often visits me at night. He will talk to me, smile gently and quietly fly away. My soul acquires wings and in a dream I begin to create, create and create ...
Reason, entangled in passions, is of the same benefit to us as wings are to a bird with glued legs.
Carried away, because I was so pathetic.
It's not easy to spread your wings if you only have legs.
And the body gains new strength!
