Secret of Youth

I assume that LOVE was born with coloring the living world.A simple explanation comes from our strongest emotions we feel while being in love,which become lost as the time flies.Then a place where we have been together,or a thing we shared,has not that seducing and magical meaning anymore.....resembling some colors to have fainted,and turned themselves into pale compositions..
It was love to beget a beautiful color and give the sense to everything.

The way i have prepared myself,was excellent point to start out a new voyage with my friend.
-Never look behind in order to bring back the same emotions about some past times and places,they forgot about themselves and lost previous smell and taste-he said wisely as he did when we talk about serious things.
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-What if i can't let some memories go of me?

-Just hope for another color,previous one has certainly lost its glow.The whole Earth breathes through the great agony to renew itself,by giving births to new lives and saying farewell to old ones.
Love and thirst of knowledge will never die,and people endlessly strive for new truths and loves.

It feels great -i thought about my writing to never bore my readers....and was good for my confidence in writing;as soon as i start something new it would become a beautiful story for i brought it into the life together with you.

The Time of The Lilacs

-There is a constant mistake about us,by always longing for everything to be as we please...but things come and happen in the same way as energy of the Universe moves around.-my wise friend said "us" i am very thankful for that.

-Is it an accident to determinate what the colors to put on yourself and how to paint your everyday life?
Can you choose one to be dominant?

-I know you still dream about the love you had once ..what happened?-a voice of tenderness came from Wizard.

-The greatest and happiest event in my life i was not able to keep alive ..There was too much happiness,too much perfection,..i couldn't stand such an abundance..a human weakness...and a lesson we never learned from the nature,to simply show off our talents and beauty without fears and envy;that is why we take pains and sorrow better than happiness.
we spoiled ourselves alone...we did that,we don't need to search for another being to blame.

-When love is lost,it opens vibrating gates for underground creatures to hunt for our souls and walk into our lives.It is easier for them to come to us,for an abundance of feelings,becomes food for such invisible visitors coming from the darkness.

-It appears with the loss of energy-my conclusion followed,and presumed his answer-Does it mean that all our faults influence the Earth?

-Think of that like negative energy,once collected and erupted from dissatisfaction.

-You mean about volcano,of course..

-Volcano is the suffering of the Earth,like an endless circle of births and deaths,and renewing the whole Universe.But the condition of our body and mind is an easy target for every creature to lurk from the gloom.Being healthy and with bright mind,you are strong and radiate the LIGHT,which frightens them.And light is LOVE .....just to remind you...
Enemy searches for your weakness,and whenever you hate yourself it is an open appeal for troubles ...

-How to get my love back?-i returned to my feelings,being aware that such a visitor played its role in my love,a long time ago/and i really hated myself in that time,but i didn't say anything more/ -Can anyone help me,or maybe i should ask silent demons to make it for me?

-You can wait for a hundred years some things to happen,and they will never be....unless you go to meet them.
So clever,so wise...i thought,and as every wisdom to speak its truth,remains in silence.

Suddenly i felt the scent of the flowers.....
and looked into the eyes of my sweet friend.;there was a confirmation of our magical whisperings,for if you didn't know we whispered,in order not to wake up all the little malicious souls..
-Your tenderness and craving brought to life another sort of flowers..being fed with your love it opened itself to the world.

It is amazing!Imagine,i can make new kind of flower by simply wishing for it;love is by itself a strong desire to breathe new life into everything,or dress something into new robes.
It matters for all the process of renewing the world and us together with animals ...all the living world.
I portended.....it was all about Youth and most desired and magnificent secret of staying young forever!
-bring your best state of mind into life and you have just renewed own organism,cells of your body and mind are refreshed ...and now look at yourself in the mirror ,you will see how you look much younger!
What a precious secret i give away for free!

My wisest friend had an answer ready for me:-What you give,is included in the whole progress you make in self improvement.There must not be any fake thought,any attempt to cheat!Do everything with genuine heart and without restraint!

Of course,love assumes pure heart and honest approach.Jump of happiness now!By means of love you are able to rejuvenate yourself every day...the more love,the youngest you!

-Even more,-said my friend-you can change the world by making new lives and turning existing ones into new form.It is your chance to make some things happen as you please.A lazy and decrepit mind is an issue,not only for an individual, than for all the Universe....yes, laziness is great obstacle for a human being to make more dreams come true.

Orchid and Three Hummingbirds

-As you mention dreams,should i be careful about bringing my real habits and thinking into them?I know that some intensive thoughts i have during the day come into my dreams the same night.

Dreams are very powerful...a dream can make you fall in love with someone-i knew,your first thought was about love..with a smile whispered Wizard.
You should be careful whom to neglect in reality,and let them come into someone else's dream..
Being able to catch everything to happen on the both side of our reality and in each time's dimension,dreams don't recognize whether a soul is from life or death...It is only we to make a difference,and confusion happens in dream..that is how you can speak to and love someone while sleeping.

It seems so gracious,and next time when i have my dreams colored with love,i shall know that a darling missed her lover and forgot how to love
-Dreams are our ally as well;someone you loved might be protective in your dream.

Once again i got a chance to show off myself-But there is a difference between dreams of night and day.
I can't remember i ever had a nice dream during my daily rest.

-If you listened to me carefully,you should be aware of past souls to walk in dreams.. ...they don't like daylight and never give themselves up before the darkness.It is lesson from last time,about beauty.....


Paintings
The Time of The Lilacs
by Sophie Gengembre Anderson

"Orchid and Three Hummingbirds"
by Martin Johnson Heade /1819-1904/

Love has come down from Heaven

"In a ghostly hour i lost my love'
O, sweet illusion,bring me another one,
The price is small for a bit of my happiness;
I won't steal or lend,
You have my permission to make a cheat on me,
For i am but a lonely servant of yours,
Be you from heaven or the hell
In a ghostly hour i lost my love.
It doesn't matter any more to me,
As i sold my soul once ago;
And the only hope i have now,
Is that glowing span
While being in the full sense of myself,
Agreed to have a crumb of your glorious mercy!

                                                                                                    

Since my birth,love has been an inevitable companion of my every day's life while i never assented to any ordinary consumption of her.Love is too powerful and magical to be just an usual visitor of many to travel across all planetary and starring worlds out there.From the very beginning,whether there was a fireball explosion,filled by pure particles of energy,carried here and there on the pallets of the sky,by making a whirl around planetary heads and spreading their hands eagerly into space,or taking a religious approach and thinking of God's will and power to make all things happen,i strong believe in the existence of catholic love to incorporate and unite all of us and everything together.
First thought was about Love,as soon as God wished for bringing into life a picture of man and woman to live together.In addition to God's command,there is a natural aspect of human need to love and be loved;it is perpetual aspiration to make every day a holiday.Being caught in mind hemisphere,love paves its path for beauty as another aspect of magical travelers.

The Stolen Kiss

First and main recognition of love is within ourselves
I love myself
I respect myself
I know myself
Primal presumption to live a healthy life is being in love with yourself.
There might be hours to torture ourselves with hate and looking for where its source comes from;some hints of possible scenario going back to an idea of rivalry to have conceived envy and hate.If we were to follow our thoughts,sometimes spiced with jealousy and odium,it would become clear that the hell's cradle rests in our minds.There is nothing to come out of us,which has not made its way through the splice of our thoughts.
The most famous sprout coming from the darkness,is Satan.I don't know if you ever felt his presence and what your impressions would look like,but i believe,my own encounter might be a good illustration.Being obsessed,appears to be an exceptional experience,from a point of view;from the other one,it is really the "Hell".He doesn't allow to live in love,and being a great opponent of your happiness,his desire is you never meet and reunite with your lover.Once deprived of love,with mangled feelings and without home,Satan was condemned to live as vagabond for all the times.
Thereby if you are alone and no one holds your hand,,think of the past when someone earned this fatal destiny for you.As i rout over my past lives while pulling drapery to the left and right of my view,i can see,for a moment,the face of my previous life and colors to paint my being.It is black and white like dress of a sinful nun who never paid ransom for her sins.For what one could think different about something to constantly escape from their possession,unless there was a great sin to seal their fate.

Soon as self-willed Eva,made her own way in picking an apple from the tree of knowledge of good and evil,by leaving Adam in ignorance,and making an act of cheating,LOVE became an ILLUSION for ever.....only true Love survives in heaven's cradle...
True lovers are damned to long for each other forever and stand their passion drifts through endless cosmic expanse;fortunately enough,some of them might win just one day of real earthly love..and they should consider themselves happy for such a mercy...
And i know,i already lived through my blessed moment in life,had a glimpse of happiness by knowing great love...now i can only watch its petals scattered high in the air,like a seducing and beautiful flower being deprived by cruelty of a storm of its bloom,and condemned to grieve for its beauty forever..
You can have only one GREAT LOVE in life..all the rest are illusions..more or less...
By keeping that in your mind,you agree to a handful of little lies around your love;don't ask more than it is possible and don't undervalue what is sent to you..take it like a packet,wrapped with ribbons in colors that you don't like,and imagine how yellow one shines red or purple...change the colors in your mind and take them for the truth..how many times in life we come down to such sweet illusions?-almost every day as we breathe.

                                            In a ghostly hour i lost my love'
                                        O, sweet illusion,bring me another one,
                                      The price is small for a bit of my happiness;
                                                I won't steal or lend,
                                        You have my permission to make a cheat on me,
                                          For i am but a lonely servant of yours,
                                             Be you from heaven or the hell;
                                                In a ghostly hour i lost my love.
                                            It doesn't matter any more for me,
                                                 As i sold my soul once ago;
                                                And the only hope i have now,
                                                   Is that glowing span
                                        While being in the full sense of myself,
                                     Agreed to have a crumb of your glorious mercy!  


This little verse comes not from a dreamy mind to hold his pen in a rushed time but as lone echo of past lovers,whose souls travel through the time to find a glimpse of happiness when the renewed lovers in some another age meet each other,while pieces of their love warm lost souls once again...
I am not the lonely prisoner of his will.Many a lover found themselves in a character who rests in gold pages of a book.I myself recognize beautiful Margarita and her unrestrained youth,to be my reciprocal image coming right from the famous novel by Mikhail Bulgakov.
Margarita is the minion of both God and Devil,a noble privilege,and as such not available to everyone.Only a chosen few is allowed to meet astonishing creatures from the light and darkness and meet an exceptional destiny.Sometimes it is permission to break the limits to separate reality from magic,and like a wizard to join all mystical beings in holding of SECRETS ..sometimes,they are given too much and the same taken just in a wink,for the glory has its own price..
Margarita conquers both realms-light and darkness,by her love of Master and unusual young look she kept in her older years.
Where Devil draws his breaths,there must be something "marvelous" in air .......
I listen to him as whispers...i am deprived of Love,but have power to make your dreams come true..and being without feelings my reward will be your punishment alike!


 My dear demon,i know you,i received and embraced your award,and your "revenge".

 LOVE must be fed

Love revives its strength in your inspiration.Be focused on your hobby;your love of the nature gets its satisfaction in long walks along the forests' paths..go out and find solace with the birds in flight;having a nice garden is perfect rest to cherish beautiful flowers and make short breaks in meditation;love of books is my favorite,there is no greater enjoyment but holding some yellow pages to meet my curiosity and satisfy exploring spirit;put some of your thoughts on paper or transmit it to the screen.Love your work whatever to be,and wherever you are,and in the lack of passion,get it compensated by own talent to find some little pleasures around it,employ your imagination .....

There are many patterns of loves..wrap them with the ribbon in a matching color...
sometimes you give your love away with no strong pretension .....just an easy sympathy and affection
sometimes you love another being as close soul to answer your aspirations and inner beauty
sometimes it is only a hint of possible love..
sometimes it is destiny to take you to the other side of the world and prevent from meeting your love again..
sometimes it is great LOVE to be swallowed and prevented from realization by demon's power....


My LOVE is not being from this world,it aspires for and wanders among the souls fell from the height and doomed to suffer;my love will never reach its destination where faithful hearts meet each other again;my love is an unfinished story;she is not under God's grace;my love suffers some past sins and takes many centuries to fulfill itself;my love brought in a verdict of guilty on me and damned to enchant everyone but never to belong anyone.......




Painting
"The Stolen Kiss"
by Jean-Honore Fragonard