Category Archives: Moving Text

Equinox

The life’s beauty on love that changes the direction of the wind, the movement, the blow, the flow. The joyful’s whispering, the transformation in motion each moment, each step. My hands hold your warmth hands on the field in our … Continue reading

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Bright Routes

Image: Chris H. Lynn – https://framingsounds.com Eyes opened: sight to a sun that announces in the body’s water, the brightness of infinite water. Meditation sea on heat of a day which indicates the inexorable cycle of life. Running in the rhythm … Continue reading

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Between Seasons

Text inspired by Chris Lynn’s film It’s the first time I feel the snow on the summer of my corner; The snow of senses, of silence, of distance, on the heat. Snow covering the forest, freezes the nose’s tip, the … Continue reading

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Whispering Thoughts

Text inspired by Chris H. Lynn film  – www.framingsounds.com   Running day and night, in dream and in aware, makes her to be immerse in contradictory feelings: an urgency to suddenly stop. [are her metatarsals; they claim not be injured again]. … Continue reading

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Sensing Being

Photo by Chris H. Lynn. At the first time I saw that, I got closer and I felt confused. It was a kind of art to appreciate or an invitation to enter? That was made of modulations, light effects, colours … Continue reading

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The Portal

Text based on Chrys H. Lynn film Dense bodies, shadows, sounds of footsteps happy children’s voices clapping hands, vibrate people hard breath, hard beginning bodies in slowly adaptation with the land, with the heart, in a disquiet mind. … Bells … Continue reading

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Transcendence

Poem inspired by Chris H. Lynn’s film – https://framingsounds.com She draws in the air: grace force youth. The space is an extension of her body: extends flexes grows. She gently moves: strokes harmless rhythm. With her delicate arms and legs All … Continue reading

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