Iris

Iris is a part of the eye. More specifically, "the part that controls light levels inside the eye (similar to the aperture on a camera)".
I was offered an iris...well, two at birth, and one on Tuesday. My two 27 year-old irises needed to open themselves to light, so that my mind could see better...

I opened my eyes by looking at the iris today.
The best master I have? The one I love.

...now "my iris" lays on my study table. Next to the lamp.
Light, come in.

Sofia Morna

Ser e parecer

Nem sempre o que sou se mostra.
Mas que eu seja.

Sofia Morna

When my sould leaves my flesh

When my soul leaves my flesh will it know what it's leaving? A dress, a coat, a mask, a robe, a lie? Does it know it is leaving what made her live and die? Act, reply 
in a world that makes her shy? She (yes, my soul is a she, you ask why)  she
shows herself through me. I am my soul and my body; embodied soul, you see?
And this soul has a dress, only one to be correct."It is made of living tissue that re weaves itself until the end.", And I? My friend, I...will never (even) know why.
This dress is my soul's dress, only hers. It has a motor, a pounding heart. It has color: the color of what's behind. It has energy, my soul that sees. It has intelligence, my spirit, the spirit in me.
This dress is what made my soul become a part of the world. What made her need a seat in a table. A place in the theater. A place to sit in that garden bench. 
It is a dress,yes, but much more than a garment.
When my soul leaves my flesh, may she remember how she lived with her dress.
May she remember how she dressed it as a gift, how she handled it with care.
May she remember how every time she sat down, in that garden bench, in that theater seat ...she used to fly, relive and die.
 And be born again.
Today, my soul flew...but not away. 
Like a phoenix, She is back, happy...
...what more to expect?

Sophia Morna

Perguntas.

Se nao se perguntar nao se fica a saber. As pessoas podem responder às duvidas e as coisas tornarem-se muito mais simples.
Quem disse que temos de fazer as coisas completamente isolados do mundo?
Quem disse que uma pergunta não faz milagres?

Sofia Morna

You aspire to great things? Begin with little ones.
St. Augustine

Quando os incompetentes nao sabem que sao incompetentes. Um estudo de Psicologia Social.

http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/06/20/the-anosognosics-dilemma-1/

Sofia Morna

Criatividade, por um dos membros dos Monthy Phyton

Criar um oasis de criatividade, separado do resto do dia.
Ideia brilhante.

Sofia Morna