Duygu’s Peace Journal- Day 14
(…) So-called poets did readings of their poems… in muzzle. Is this Art? Is this poetry? Definitely not. This is fakeness, and it hurts. (…) At home, I put a “Tree of life” incense, laid down next to my purring peaceful baby girl Ekiki, and allowed myself to heal by reading real poetry, art… which comes from the soul and plays the tunes of freedom, and eternity.
Duygu’s Peace Journal- Day 11
THRIVING AND PEACE-Since my childhood, I am very much interested in the human brain. I have read a lot of books and watched documentaries about it. Once, when I was a teenager, I remember spending all my Christmas holiday in my room, reading books that I could find in the public library about the human brain; biology, religions, and different approaches… While I re-listen to Dr. Dispenza’s episodes, my hands are busy too. Here, it is art in progress… I don’t think this is the final stage, but I like the most sharing their making process…
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