How powerful a word can be


Duende or tener duende  loosely means having soul, a heightened state of emotion, expression and authenticity, often connected with flamenco. 

El Duende is the spirit of evocation. It comes from inside as a physical/emotional response to art. It is what gives you chills, makes you smile or cry as a bodily reaction to an artistic performance that is particularly expressive.

According to Christopher Maurer, editor of “In Search of Duende”, at least four elements can be isolated in Lorca’s vision of duende: irrationality, earthiness, a heightened awareness of death, and a dash of the diabolical. The duende is an earth spirit who helps the artist see the limitations of intelligence, reminding them that “ants could eat him or that a great arsenic lobster could fall suddenly on his head”; who brings the artist face-to-face with death, and who helps them create and communicate memorable, spine-chilling art.Not that the artist simply surrenders to the duende; they have to battle it skillfully, “on the rim of the well”, in “hand-to-hand combat”. To a higher degree than the muse or the angel, the Duende seizes not only the performer but also the audience, creating conditions where art can be understood spontaneously with little if any, conscious effort. It is, in Lorca’s words, “a sort of corkscrew that can get art into the sensibility of an audience… the very dearest thing that life can offer the intellectual.”

The critic Brook Zern has written, of a performance of someone with duende, “it dilates the mind’s eye so that the intensity becomes almost unendurable… There is a quality of first-timeless, of reality so heightened and exaggerated that it becomes unreal…”.

Lorca writes: “The Duende, then, is a power, not a work. It is a struggle, not a thought. I have heard an old maestro of the guitar say, ‘The Duende is not in the throat; the duende climbs up inside you, from the soles of the feet.’ Meaning this: it is not a question of ability, but of true, living style, of blood, of the most ancient culture, of spontaneous creation.”. He suggests, “everything that has black sounds in it, has duende. [i.e. emotional ‘darkness’] […] This ‘mysterious power which everyone senses and no philosopher explains’ is, in sum, the spirit of the earth, the same duende that scorched the heart of Nietzsche, who searched in vain for its external forms on the Rialto Bridge and in the music of Bizet, without knowing that the duende he was pursuing had leaped straight from the Greek mysteries to the dancers of Cadiz or the beheaded, Dionysian scream of Silverio’s siguirya” […] “The duende‘s arrival always means a radical change in forms. It brings to old planes unknown feelings of freshness, with the quality of something newly created, like a miracle, and it produces an almost religious enthusiasm.” […] “All arts are capable of duende, but where it finds greatest range, naturally, is in music, dance, and spoken poetry, for these arts require a living body to interpret them, being forms that are born, die, and open their contours against an exact present.”

The Perfect Mind

The Thunder, Perfect Mind

I was sent forth from the power, and I have come to those who reflect upon me,

and I have come to those who reflect upon me,

and I have been found among those who seek after me.

Look upon me, you who reflect upon me,

and you hearers, hear me.

You who are waiting for me, take me to yourselves.

And do not banish me from your sight.

And do not make your voice hate me, nor your hearing.

Do not be ignorant of me anywhere or anytime. Be on your guard!

Do not be ignorant of me.

For I am the first and the last.

I am the honored one and the scorned one.

I am the whore and the holy one.

I am the wife and the virgin.

I am <the mother> and the daughter.


I am she whose wedding is great,

and I have not taken a husband.

I am the midwife and she who does not bear.

I am the solace of my labor pains.

I am the bride and the bridegroom,

and it is my husband who begot me.

I am the mother of my father

and the sister of my husband

and he is my offspring.

I am the slave of him who prepared me.

I am the ruler of my offspring.

But he is the one who begot me before the time on a birthday.

And he is my offspring in (due) time,

and my power is from him.

I am the staff of his power in his youth,

and he is the rod of my old age.

And whatever he wills happens to me.

I am the silence that is incomprehensible

and the idea whose remembrance is frequent.

I am the voice whose sound is manifold

and the word whose appearance is multiple.

I am the utterance of my name.

Why, you who hate me, do you love me,
and hate those who love me?
You who deny me, confess me,
and you who confess me, deny me.
You who tell the truth about me, lie about me,
and you who have lied about me, tell the truth about me.
You who know me, be ignorant of me,
and those who have not known me, let them know me.

For I am knowledge and ignorance.

I am shame and boldness.

I am shameless; I am ashamed.

I am strength and I am fear.

I am war and peace.

Give heed to me.

I am the one who is disgraced and the great one.

Give heed to my poverty and my wealth.

Do not be arrogant to me when I am cast out upon the earth,

and you will find me in those that are to come.

And do not look upon me on the dung-heap

nor go and leave me cast out,

and you will find me in the kingdoms.

And do not look upon me when I am cast out among those who

are disgraced and in the least places,

nor laugh at me.

And do not cast me out among those who are slain in violence.

But I, I am compassionate and I am cruel.

Be on your guard!
Do not hate my obedience

and do not love my self-control.

In my weakness, do not forsake me,

and do not be afraid of my power.
For why do you despise my fear

and curse my pride?

But I am she who exists in all fears

and strength in trembling.

I am she who is weak,

and I am well in a pleasant place.

I am senseless and I am wise.
Why have you hated me in your counsels?

For I shall be silent among those who are silent,

and I shall appear and speak.


I am the one who has been hated everywhere

and who has been loved everywhere.

I am the one whom they call Life,

and you have called Death.

I am the one whom they call Law,

and you have called Lawlessness.

I am the one whom you have pursued,

and I am the one whom you have seized.

I am the one whom you have scattered,

and you have gathered me together.

I am the one before whom you have been ashamed,

and you have been shameless to me.

I am she who does not keep festival,

and I am she whose festivals are many.

I, I am godless,

and I am the one whose God is great.

I am the one whom you have reflected upon,

and you have scorned me.

I am unlearned,

and they learn from me.

I am the one that you have despised,

and you reflect upon me.

I am the one whom you have hidden from,

and you appear to me.

But whenever you hide yourselves,

I myself will appear.

For whenever you appear,

I myself will hide from you.


And take me to yourselves from places that are ugly and in ruin,

and rob from those which are good even though in ugliness.

Out of shame, take me to yourselves shamelessly;

and out of shamelessness and shame,

upbraid my members in yourselves.

And come forward to me, you who know me

and you who know my members,

and establish the great ones among the small first creatures.

Come forward to childhood,

and do not despise it because it is small and it is little.

And do not turn away greatnesses in some parts from the smallnesses,

for the smallnesses are known from the greatnesses.

Why do you curse me and honor me?

You have wounded and you have had mercy.

Do not separate me from the first ones whom you have known.

And do not cast anyone out nor turn anyone away


I know the first ones and those after them know me.

But I am the mind of […] and the rest of […].

I am the knowledge of my inquiry,

and the finding of those who seek after me,

and the command of those who ask of me,

and the power of the powers in my knowledge

of the angels, who have been sent at my word,

and of gods in their seasons by my counsel,

and of spirits of every man who exists with me,

and of women who dwell within me.

I am the one who is honored, and who is praised,

and who is despised scornfully.

I am peace,

and war has come because of me.

And I am an alien and a citizen.

I am the substance and the one who has no substance.

Those who are without association with me are ignorant of me,

and those who are in my substance are the ones who know me.

Those who are close to me have been ignorant of me,

and those who are far away from me are the ones who have known me.

On the day when I am close to you, you are far away from me,

and on the day when I am far away from you, I am close to you.

I am control and the uncontrollable.

I am the union and the dissolution.

I am the abiding and I am the dissolution.

I am the one below,

and they come up to me.

I am the judgment and the acquittal.

I, I am sinless,

and the root of sin derives from me.

I am lust in (outward) appearance,

and interior self-control exists within me.

I am the hearing which is attainable to everyone

and the speech which cannot be grasped.

I am a mute who does not speak,

and great is my multitude of words.

Hear me in gentleness, and learn of me in roughness.

I am she who cries out,

and I am cast forth upon the face of the earth.

I prepare the bread and my mind within.

I am the knowledge of my name.

I am the one who cries out,

and I listen.

You who are vanquished, judge them (who vanquish you)

before they give judgment against you,

because the judge and partiality exist in you.

If you are condemned by this one, who will acquit you?

Or, if you are acquitted by him, who will be able to detain you?

For what is inside of you is what is outside of you,

and the one who fashions you on the outside

is the one who shaped the inside of you.

And what you see outside of you, you see inside of you;

it is visible and it is your garment.

Hear me, you hearers

and learn of my words, you who know me.

I am the hearing that is attainable to everything;

I am the speech that cannot be grasped.

I am the name of the sound

and the sound of the name.

I am the sign of the letter

and the designation of the division.

Look then at his words

and all the writings which have been completed.

Give heed then, you hearers

and you also, the angels and those who have been sent,

and you spirits who have arisen from the dead.

For I am the one who alone exists,

and I have no one who will judge me.

For many are the pleasant forms which exist in numerous sins,

and incontinencies

and disgraceful passions,

and fleeting pleasures,

which (men) embrace until they become sober

and go up to their resting place.

And they will find me there,

and they will live,

and they will not die again.

Be The Light

What can you say about yourself? It is hard to describe a person. She/He has all those insights, all those shapes, all those inside colors, has that smell, and that taste. You cannot describe a person exactly as he/she is. It would take too long, and when you have just finished the description  that a person has something changed, something different than  your initial vision.

Right now, I am convinced that I will always be an adventurous person who enjoys being outdoors and spending time being active. I will always be a risk taker and I will not have problems striking up a conversation with a total stranger. When I will travel around the world I will love to get to know the locals and their customs. I will always be ready for challenges.   I, for sure, will have an immense appreciation for the land due to the fact that I sincerely believe that life is best lived outdoors. I will forever be a lover of water as well as a lover for a hard hike.  I am and I will be a person who likes a simpler way of living. As far as I know myself I will be keen on learning about cultures and customs that are different than my own.

Enjoying a deep conversation will be my way of relaxing, whether it will be philosophical or spiritual. I think that I will not be a one city dweller because  I believe that life is something to explore and experience.


Suppose I …

I got lost. But HEY, you know me well. You know that I cannot get lost so easily. I have my way, I have my thoughts, I have my love so, I cannot get lost.

I continue to say ‘ I just want to begin my way to the real life’ but, GIRL, you have just begun by reading, searching, dreaming, loving, being happy and positive.

The Falling Rocket


This is a masterpiece that I sincerely love. It inspires me and it is a real story for me, this is the reason why I want to share this painting with art lovers. 

Nocturne in Black and Gold:The Falling Rocket written by the american James Whistler. He left USA aged 21 to work in Paris and London, where he lived for the rest of his life. His art mediated between French and England styles, especially in the portrayal of urban scenes. Whistler matched his palette to the colours of London fogs ( ‘pea-soupers’ ), dwelling with great intensity on gaunt, shabby, terraces of houses and flats around Chelsea and producing unique images of the city.

This painting depicts the nightly fireworks display over Cremorne Gardens, a confection of gold and scarlet flecks over ultramarine, ebony, browns and greens. Whistler regarded his translucent oils as analogous with music, hence his musical title. He said about his painting that it was the result of  a lifetime’s artistic knowledge. 

How beautiful is to admire a silent night and its magic… How overwhelming is to sit on the ground and admire the stars…  You can feel the energy, you can steel a piece of it. Night has secrets that a dreamer can find.

An artist invites his public to deduce the meaning from his piece of work, they are invited to feel the painting , and learn their own lesson.

The Fountain

A must see movie. There are no words that can describe this masterpiece. Although, if you tap on Google The Fountain,  reviews are more than enough, I do not want to say anything because every single person has his interpretation.

Maybe you won’t like it, but it is worth watching it.

What I saw there was fear, fear of death which  the end proved death to be a privilege for those who know to accept it.  We simply have to enjoy the life by loving people and accept the destiny. We need to live that true and powerful love which is given to us. People tend to deepen into disillusion, we forget about our real purpose in life and we want to find the immortality.

There is something better in store for me

I give up all my excuses. I am honest with myself because I am hundred percent responsible for everything that does or does not happen to me. 

I am sure that I will succeed if I do something different because I want something different. I do my best today because this  will transform into past  and everything I experience today is the result of choices I have made in the past. 

I give up blaming me or someone because it is pointless. I thought the thoughts, I created the feelings, I made the choice, I said the words. 

Risks are always frightening. But I like risks and I also want a feedback. I do not need to kind myself, I need to be honest with myself, take my own inventory. 

I feel me when I speak in public, I feel alive. I want to do this in my life, but at the same time I want to be something else. Now I know I can combine all my goals and make one. I can be anything I want to be if only I believe in sufficient conviction  and act in accordance with my faith. I agree with the fact that for whatever the mind can conceive and believe, the mind can achieve. 

It is not life hand me but how I respond to it, mentally and physically, that matters the most.  Our brain is designed to solve any problem and reach any goal that I give it. 

We have to believe in us when no one else does. That is what makes us winners.

I truly believe that every difficult or challenging event is meant to enrich me, empower me or advance my causes. 

I need a hero in my life, so I choose me to be my hero. 

I am possible


Kajikazawa in Kai Province, from Thirty-six Views of Mount Fuji

Katsushika Hokusai ( 1760-1849) already had nearly 50 years’ experience as a painter and print designer behind him when he produced the series for which he is best known: Thirty-six Views of Mount Fuji.

This is one of the nobles images in the series. It depicts an elderly fisherman balanced on a rocky promontory, patiently holding fishing lines while his young assistant-perhaps his son- rests nearby. The man’s bent figure – closely observed down to the thin arm and the stretched grip of the hand – exemplifies Hokusai’s superb draughtsmanship. The triangular form of the promontory, fisherman and fishing lines harmoniously echoes the shape of Mount Fuji rising through high clouds in the distance. The frothing  waves and the silent currents of water that sweep across the middle ground are Hokusai’s emblematic way to indicate Kajikazawa’s setting on the Fuji River, one of the three widest and fastest rivers in Japan.

A man can do anything. He can overcome his limits through hard work, passion, ambition, dedication. We are here to fulfill our goal. As in the picture, age doesn’t matter, all that matters are the results that we want to achieve.

A way to somewhere


 ‘ Paul Klee believed that colour and line had the ability to transport a viewer beyond the quotidian world, as music might enrapture a listener. He was a violinist who frequently attended the opera; music remained a profound influence on his painting and colour an intrinsic element. ‘ 

World is a strong deck on which people can reach beauty, art, happiness. They can go there and stay to create art. 

This work of art called HIGHROAD AND BYROADS  were made  due to a revelatory stay in Egypt. ‘ The Egyptian landscape inspired this grid-like composition, which illustrates Klee’s notions of individual and dividual framework. Dividual refers to the structure as a whole, which is composed here of parallel strata. The individual  structures comprise small units of colour within parallel channels that fluctuate between warm and cool hues. ‘

Paul Klee wanted to show how musical notation can be seen, with all the imperfections.  As a person needs to grow in his own way, a composition ‘ should almost form itself rather than follow any rigid programme.’  Rules are facts, we can use them in a way that makes us different, we can let a sign in this world. 

When I saw this masterpiece I thought about my road, my long road in life. The stairs that I have to climb in order to reach my highest level. Every single stair has its moments, experiences that prepare me for the last one. Of course, I am surrounded by other paths and I have the possibility to choose the one that appeals me the most: the colorful one or the simplest one, the narrowest path, the largest one or the twisted path. It is our choice which stairs we climb.