Pedro Guarracino
Joined May 2021
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meeting our mind
An unruled fist grabs a tired marker. Tired of being used to unload the anxieties of a conscious mind growing within the structures of an unconscious world. The body connects with the mind for the first time in the day. The sun has long been asleep, and the moon has brought tranquillity but also doubt. The hand, governed by the subconscious and delimited by a state of despair, tries to show the mind the infinite possibilities of a creative soul. For that, nothing like a cup of tea and the warm silence of a snoozing city.
By Pedro Guarracino3 years ago in Journal