A 'hurricane in the peace and order of a neo-classical garden of linearity. The confusion of forms and rules squotimento. It 's the reason he loses his balance and slipped into the void, and learn to fly when it's out of breath and hope.
Vortex, storm surge. Non-destructive, but the creator of a comprehensive chaos, where space has the idea, thinking, feeling, unpredictable. The creative spirit free of the shell, not to be limited. The next time the order is at the moment of inspiration, the idea is born free patterns and textures. You can not close a door before the home is built.
Rotti schemes, outdated rules and patterns of reason, emancipation is the romantic genius. The reworking of squotimento, the storm should be revised, by necessity. In
travel the seas of time, our raft through the stages that humanity has traveled through the centuries and history. We first seek simple rules, forms and linear routes. The classic, the soft, reassuring the balance is located in a refuge, a safe port in a loop. Then takes over the thought, reason, to want to understand beyond the first simple forms, in an impulse toward enlightenment. And just when it seems everything is clear reason to be overwhelmed by the storm of feeling. The reason that one step away from the solution to survive in a disquieting loneliness.
Storm reveals that the sky is an area of \u200b\u200bmajor proportions to the ground, as in a picture of the German pre-Romanticism. Floating in the sky much of the feelings that thoughts determine the movements and migration routes.
There is no limit to the rise in the sky. You can paint the corners of the folly of surprising simplicity. Like the rococo mirrors and excesses in the middle of a garden of neo-classical elegance and grace. As the baroque of Bach on the lawn of the 12 ordered tones.
The dream becomes rational when it is shaken by the storm, if you sweep with your eyes closed and surrenders himself to the creative madness. The dream is happiness, happiness is sharing. Happiness is a vector that bounces between the anime and always returns with the intensity that can reflect, creating a whirlwind of conditioned reflexes. Happiness is suspended for as long as it is traveling and is emitted at the instant of impact, when the reflection arrives at its destination. When the two cores are close, the travel time is less and the moments of happiness, more close and intense. When it hits, with closed eyes you can savor the moment of absolute perfection, sighing, elusive. When again is expecting a new zenith of the senses.
the Sturm und Drang can not describe, is a moment of sconvoglimento, destabilizing a centrifuge, a flight in a free fall that meets its speed limit and find new balance.
the Sturm und Drang and a violin vibrates and caught fire on the notes of desire.
the Sturm und Drang is white on white lies, that is home and includes all nuances of tone and color.
Sturm und Drang and rock below the 12-string monoptero Pride and Prejudice.
the Sturm und Drang and the unexpected, the gift of time, every emotion premium.
It 's a funny brawl in eggs and flour, is whipped by surprise, toothpaste and sheets.
E 'increased with every other step in the staircase of life.
E 'March 23 by Botticelli, Klimt's March 28, May 8 is the Van Gogh
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