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while you vote for this:

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See you guys in 3 weeks time! wooohoo]]> Fri, 16 Oct 2009 10:10:44 -0500


This properly one of the most amazing scene i able to witness in my life.

This experience also inspired me to make this design.
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So i get myself to do some simple design lately, nothing extra, a very simple way that just enaf to bring out my messages. Hope u'll like it too.

Here they are:








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The Birth of a Butterfly (Author: Aline Martins)

Itīs weird to notice how light comes during the night
How a smile comes with tears.
Itīs weird how a storm, can make the land fertile again
How simple steps, can make a dance
everything is change

and…then, amidst all this darkness…

It came slowly, passed by as a breeze
soft, evolving my hectic nights
and night after night, it came back, with agile fingers, and broad smiles
to plant in me, a hope that for a long time had been broken

I looked for memories that were forgotten,
feelings of past lives soaked in tears, but still, I threw my net, and got
that single drop of the sea, that was waiting for me.

I held it carefully, as a diamond… how could a diamond so fragile?
Then, it vibrated, and as a reverse tear, it went up through my face
entered the windows of my soul, and installed itself in my heart.
After a long sigh, the world became a rainbow. The pain was gone.

I could feel that breeze within me, as arms
was it spreading inside me? I canīt be that big…
So, I had to get rid of things I didnīt want anymore.
And In a frenetic whirl of colours and horrors, I tried to create space.
But there was nothing left. So, I entered my own cave.
Organized the mysteries of my soul.
Maybe, that thing that grew within me, could find its purpose.

The breeze became a storm of kisses and smiles
A storm that raised seas of tears
An earthquake of senses and touches
and there, as a metamorphosis, between earth, sea and sky
I could understand the alchemy that was happening inside me

A butterfly was born …
in my back, the most delicate wings … unique, as I had never seen.
And tonight, Iīll fly, high, in search of my spring of inspiration.
It can be anywhere, doesnīt matter its name.
Iīll recognize it when I see for it is mine and itīs is part me.]]> Sun, 20 Sep 2009 17:05:09 -0500


Thanks!]]> Fri, 11 Sep 2009 20:35:46 -0500








Give them a hug and leave me a comment, thanks!]]> Fri, 28 Aug 2009 17:58:41 -0500


Needs your vote and comment here, thanks.
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