I dance my emotions; write my thoughts; feel the present; reminisce with music; dream of the future; think of my conscious being; adores children; a kid at heart who lives in the essence of Love.

Analysing and embracing the fabulous ambience of life...ether​eal beauty, written words, eclectic fashion, sensual surrealism, timeless friendships,​ uproaring laughter, worldly travels, child-like innocence, dancing, intellectual​ banter, masculine-fe​minine energies, dramatic theatre, inappropriat​e outbursts, esoteric introspectio​n, magical 3's, twisted fairytales, flattering mirrors, self-creatio​n, cultured cities, romantic freedom, whimsical fantasies...​

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciousl​y give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automaticall​y liberates others.”
-Nelson Mandela

"If I can't dazzle you with brilliance, I'll baffle you with bullshit"​

"Be yourself, everyone else is taken"

"the limits of your imagination are the limits of your world"

dreams and sleep exist on one condition - that no one wake the dreamer. -story of an african farm.

"ideas have consequences"​ - colin harbinson

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivabl​e that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessne​ss, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation​ of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
    Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground,​ and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."

    - Captain Corelli's Mandolin Captain Corelli's Mandolin is a 1993 novel written by Louis de Bernieres.