Doesn't matter if that 'real physical world' is manifested in dance, in painting, with musical notes, etc...; They are all excuses to constantly enter and leave the spirit with the dance of emotions, with the memories colors, with breathing and admiration... until I get there, I don't really know where. And there I am lost.
I aspire, then, those 'vibrations' that the 'real physical world' provokes in my spirit, and disturbs it to dilate horizons and enlarge the heart until it goes mad from touching eternities.
