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The River

The River

Fuzzy Red Boots
The first time that I saw the River Ganges I was mesmerized, just there. It was love at first site. A river was speaking to me with such intenisity and courage, that I made silence and I listened, deeply, unapologetically leaving behind me all other matters. I spent days and days, gazing at the living creature that traverses the history of a sub-coninent and has weaved myths of the past with its stream in the present. Never before have I evere seen such raw power flowing through; I have seen seas and mountains and storms and thunders but the Ganges was mystical in its own sense. I was lucky to see it close to its source since I was already deep north in the continent but I feel that it…
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I Am In Love

I Am In Love

Fuzzy Red Boots
To look at you clearly, calmly, and say "I don't know if I'm in love with you" was one of the most difficult yet frivolous truths I have dared to utter in my life. I didn't know that I didn't know, and yes, I didn't know. I had not been in that position and had not known the advent of love so many times that I could vehemently acknowledge its presence. I did what the rest of the world does, with the same cluelessness that movies and TV shows cultivate, the one with big words and big promises, waiting for music from the heavens to play and for passion that engulfs the inner world. I didn't know that I didn't know and for that I am absolving me. It was…
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