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Life is a long, wondrous and continuous introduction to yourself.

The act of creation — it leads me to unknown places. Only to make me realize that all was known, always. And yet, I live every day with the hope that I’ll explore, create and grow into someone new. Because what’s life if not a long, wondrous and continuous introduction to yourself.

In this journey, music lives by my side. I find melody in my writing, and a lot of writing in my melodies. Sometimes, I hear songs in the bubbles of boiling tamarind water. Or in the stroke of red paint over the canvas. Or in the giggles of a child after a good joke. Tunes find their way even into my boredom, curiosity and the thoughts in between. And a rhythm taps into my sorrow, so it can take the leap to laughter.

Such is music. Such is life — yours and mine.

Hello!

Dress code

What value is what we wear? The mask, the cover, the drape

shields the real, blinds from what is.

what are we hiding anyway?

 

Sometimes to look the same

Many times, to look different

To make an impression, to test another

Defying the original, every time.

 

What could we be, if not ourselves?

What's it worth, if we don't project the truth?

Why put a curtain when it redefines the truth?

Twisting it into a lie.

 

The shy is in the veil

not in the eyes

the fear is in the camouflage

not in the naked

The me is in the heart beat

not in the dress code.

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