Viorica Dragotel

Suffering, my child?...Suffering is the divine trigger you can press..for you to accomplish your dreams...

Don't look for your best friend, my child...Is always with you. Is YOU and ONLY YOU

While looking into the mirror, you are saying to yourself: I am the best. Your own reflection makes you forget the only presence in the mirror.

The satisfaction of winning/being a winner, comes with the dissatisfaction of seing losers

I have looked at the sun. It is so shinny, so hot. Attracted me but made me blind. Burned me. I went to the shadow. Under a tree. I could see clearly. I cooled down.

Is it you my stomach through which I feel everything. Butterflies, pain, disgust. From you rolls out, in the right time, with the right speed, that energy ball. Positive or negative. You are my keeper and my launcher. You are l''ombelico del mondo...

Heaven. You. Your beauty and peace. In all small details. From which, I bite with hunger, small seconds revealed...on this Earth. You Heaven. I am longing after you continously, with so much hunger, with so much missing...craving after you and full with the hope and the desire to get more seconds from you Today. Next hour. Next minute. You...Heaven. The love and beauty and everything that addresses you with everything. You...Heaven.

Happiness...I see you..You are that wave that comes and goes...always fast...and always leaving a gap behind...