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To be or not to be
I never understood Shakespeare's phrase so well until now. Who we act equals what we are. We choose to be, we shape us like clay until we create ourselves as our own image. The potential lies within but to be or not to be is only a choice, a choice that some of us can't make our whole life. We could be anything we want to be, as children we imagine we are going to be kings or queens of the world, we grow up play pretending this is true and deep within we KNOW we are and we are going to be, but somewhere on the road we loose ourselves, we listen to everybody else instead of listening our inner voice, who once upon a time told us a story of our future, but we grow up and we think it was only a dream, a dream too good to be true. So what do we do? we don't believe in it, we don't believe in ourselves, we block that dream, we overlook it and we keep on growing, on walking on the path that was set for us by somebody else who doesn't know us, but everybody else points that way and we all follow like sheep and yet we still are, but are we really? or are we just barely shadows of our greatness? a whisper of a great shout? Sometimes we are under the illusion that we have to choose, when in reality there is not really a choice, you are, so be your greatest self and quit thinking you could be anything less.
Photos taken at my flat in Barcelona 2010

Ode to my dear papa

Can a song embrace you? Can a song show you love, wish you luck on an important day for you?... I believe it can. I have only seen the rain falling down on a sunny day once, it was a fifth of july four years ago... it was the saddest and worst day of my life but life goes on, and the ones who love us can love us even from afar and send all their loving through the songs we remember them with.

An S for a J

One of my favorite books of all time is definitely Little Woman by Luisa M. Alcott, I read it when I was so young and when I watch the movie back then I felt in love with it even more.
I was visiting my mother for the weekend and suddenly I turned on the T.V. and there it was (I don't watch T.V. ever because I don't have cable at my house) and I was just so happy and captivated with the movie that I had to stop doing what I was doing and I sat down and me and my mother watch it remembering the soft and realistic romances we read when we were little. It had me thinking after it ended of how this book could have possibly shaped me as the person I am today... I didn't even remember it existed, by that I mean that there are other movies and books I remember almost everyday (even movies that probably came out because of this book, think of the Virgin Suicides) but now that I am aware and I think of it, I really feel that this book might have shaped the way I see love, the way I think a woman should be.
I was always a fan of Jo March, I too felt that I didn't fit anywhere and now I am a grown "independent" woman I wonder how much of that heroin must have been sleeping with in me without me even knowing. We try so hard us women, we don't want to be the silent obedient little Amy, we fight we struggle we want to be our own heroin, but in the end it is so hard being strong, what are we fighting against? Do we even know? I can say that it couldn't have been a better time for me to remember the little woman inside me and now I wonder if what I long for in love and life is even realistic or just a fairytale I read when I was a girl.
Source here, here and here

An empty cage girl if you kill that bird

Eyes are the windows to the soul. A statement I truly believe in, people often ask me, why are you a vegetarian? If you eat plants that means they suffer too! but there is a difference to me to eat something that could had been staring at you and thinking something of you than a plant that could had suffer but without knowing it. The thing is that we can all live in harmony, we can use them without treating them badly or killing them.
This is a string of photographs taken by Oscar Ciutat called "Caged" The project was to take photos of caged animals in a zoo, to have a documentation of the animals' eyes to try to figure out if they looked sad because they weren't free, now the only way to prove this is to have the same photos of free animals in the wild, nonetheless I look at their eyes without anything to compare to and still I feel so sad, empty and wanting to free all the animals of every zoo in the world...
It really makes you think if how we do things and the things we do are going to make us free and happy in the end.
Source here