Eduardo Alexandre Pinto

Petals in the Trenches: Essay by Eduardo Alexandre Pinto

My visit in the whishes that I hear in the frequency of thought impressions around all providential succeeding of psyche energy is for me a task printed in the absorbed curtains which follow the shadows as detection of all fragments of the conscious. Just like strumming on the lead guitar announcing the world´s ceremony as the planet is rotating as the thinking does. Thought can be found everywhere there is brain activity; the libido makes from thought an engine to attract a partner or to volunteer a heart in the orchestra of the generous people, which deliver their music as lives holding the little orphans by a delicate candy nature where both are a palm from the escalating tree where the loving goes. Thought drives in free motion of every serious life coma and liberates the new countries from rules and regulations for a better breathing because to think is natural and laws are not.