RosaCobos

And the salty breeze
orchestrating the prayers
through the wood weeds
Rosa

Dear friends,
This message is for an invitating you to participate into a great Nirvana challenge, to be launched on October the 15th, and introduce with humbleness the "essence" of these s…

Alejandro Jodorowsky is a revolutionary of the creativity. His vital trayectory shows a cultivated man, passionate for Man and his development.

Whiteness…
the vapour
of tulle and lace
and threads of…
daisies and rose…
strangling the fear..
about what is.. so near,
the pit in your throat.

*This is the house of the Unknown Identity..
Unspoken Lethanies,
Trivial musings on past days.
Unworthy reflection about "memoirs"...
pressed against…
the windows of the insanity.
This…

*Feeding the soul..
with smiles half concealed.
Feeding the air…
with rhymes that may heal.
Feeding the sunset…
with the warmth of your limbs.
Leaning on spaces…
streching to mean…

• I am looking…
  spying from silence.
  Heart beat…
  spacing blood..
  along the throat…
  mingled with throbs…
  hidden in blobs…
  of grey urban shores.
  I am counting…
  unnoticed so…

I am altive..
I am a prisoner of self deception..
I am any thing that could be hidden..
behind the iron mask of denied approval…

Shoot their essence..
as they would shoot… the moon.
Without fences of ignorance..
they spill Life..
as if it were an excess..
of what they do not..
get..

*For enterprising my own deepening and study I make use of the Tarot of Marseille, restaured by Philippe Camoins (direct descendent of the Marseille’s family that has been printing the Tarot o…

Soul in White….
Trembling like the shimmering snow,
muffling sounds and beatings.
Soul in White…
Epiphany of the emerging Essence World.

No one can submmit another person’s soul…not even that of a community…unless during a long time. Life is like that… profound, inmense, eternal.

The "Self" is not just an entity related with the spiritual issues, but that it recognizes the Spirit into the Matter, in its flesh and flood.

So awakened..
so afraid..
But we go..
and go..
as a new born baby..
we always are trying to be..
reborn.

When talking about the water, we really imagine a well at the bottom of the being,

Reality, this is a sudden sparkle. So… at once… we find that we are the union of the “flesh” and the “spirit”…. Matter and Spirit.

The Theatre of the World shared roles.
And then became.. The Fool, The Pope,
the Empress, The World….

The mental trick of my brain is pursuing my Today Essence.
I cannot keep still into the void that is emerging when I try to stop for a moment the blundering thoughts and the anxious race to …

mmmmmm…this is coming out… slowly but coming out. My goal in giving whole expression to the project "Soul’s Resonance"....is being complemented by my second photo-poem reciting in YT.

This time I am inviting you to hear my voice. I cherish reciting and the poems I write which makes the image resonate in my Self are one of the things that I wanted to recite the first.