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Creative Resilience is the most powerful and correct way to describe the dedication and strength I've found here.Sensitive people, against all odds, have a mission that is essential to us all. Friendship, connection, expression through all forms of art, communication that only opens our eyes, this is what really matters. These creators choose the reality we want to see and fight for it ......And make it happen. A smile, a pencil, and a dream. Even in the deepest darkness, we always find ourselves, our hearts beating hot, bringing them together. We rise from the ashes and gain wisdom. This is true human history and a beautiful, beautiful story. Thank you so much.
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where lowered gazes never meet each other,
burned by the boiling cement and the unreachable sky...
...something lies buried, guarded by ruins;
earth's rubbles and dirty blue waters and cunning swirls of manmade torment:
they are not indifferent, they can't be,
they are brutal, amplifying muffled screams.
eyes, voices, hands!
Seek, seek for the other's skin.
Let the human be touched, touched by the mud and the dust///
let the human be wrapped and comforted in this hidden coffin.
And tomorrow, let everything out:
the buried must see an undeniable light.
The seed, the embryo, the idea:
potentiality, rising from the warm deep.
What is despair if not the balance of hope?
What is destruction if not the balance of creation?
What is life if not meaning...
and what is death if not reason.
In the heart of a gentle sunrise,
be then reborn.
Be art as it is the language of the soul:
be resilience, as it is the epitome of love.
Embody sorrow's metamorphosis...
and so became plenitude.
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