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FRAGMENT FROM A STORY

-< CHAPTER 2 >-

-< "THE PAINTING OF THE LAND OF FREEDOM" >-

In a season without importence to be told,in a time without significance to be considered,a land of freedom has been found...
Aspects of creativity arised from the painting that one now watch it,leading thoughts to express themselves,creating ballance,this way,the deep meanings are told,from one,to another...
A little,little story began,this way,in which a painting of fantasy becomes real..the un-real arise to surface,and is born the reality...A painting,full with colors,has been found,by one who is looking now the wall,who,yesterday,was empty and,now,animated by a painting...the colors used by one's creativity,get tendency to what is light,found in yellow...color of yellow,who brings light on the painting who,one day before,was formed from drawings and now,in a present day,it is full of life,through colors...
What can be defined by words,can not compare the reality,when one,who watch the painting say these words:"oh but that is wonderfull"...this way,through words,its described a harmony of colors,from white,to yellow...
Who look at these hills now,will see the rivers..will see the bridge who united pieces of land,apart,because of water...Who will look at the mountains,seen far away,now,will see the sky beyound,but,indeed,through the horizontal line...Who will look at the two people,riding the black horses,now,will see the castle who represents the core of the whole ensemble,and,this way,united all the details of the painting are,now,found,by one who look at it,and found by another as one who now,describe it..
To be a fantasy,or,a reality?To be a reality,or,something un-real?But,what is real and what is un-real,when one see beyound all?!What differences one may find,also,another one,finds...but,who see beyound,see no differences and,if noticed differences,was for to distinguish them,and now,as one saw beyound,was for to ballance them...
In the left,below,piece of a land found,then,the river split it..but the bridge,united it..ballance arised this way,indeed..a bridge of stone,with the shape as in fairy-tales,then,a land colored in yellow,symbol of Earth...the hills,have their own place,the mountains,have their own place,that is for enchant one's mind,one's desire of knowing...
and the clouds,seen now as ones who bring qualm and peace,through Sky as symbol,indeed,have place into uniting the two plans,physic and psychic..the mountain's peaks are found in Sky,the clouds came down to Earth..and a path of Justice leads to a castle in which two pilgrims have to arrive...the man rides in front,but its black horse has the mouth oriented to the ground(Earth),sign of one who leads but doesn't lead...the woman rides behind,but its black horse has the mounth oriented to the Sky,sign of one who follow but doesn't follow...The man,in shields all over,as a Knight..the woman,in sweet clothes of a Lady and,with a long robe,sign of honesty..the image,this way,animated,complete the painting,offering the 3d plan,the spiritual plan...And this way, a ballance has been found,through a painting representing a land of freedom,in which ones who search Justice go to the castle,to find it there,beyound those walls..And Justice they will find,indeed,when they will meet with the 8 children..for that,they will listen their words which will show Justice to those who search it..this way,the castle is surrounded by a mistery,defined by a question:"who are the 8 children?"..But,as each mistery is not a mistery anymore,when found what is beyound,as this way,the whole puzzle is showd to the eyes that seach to solve it...

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FRAGMENT DINTR-O POVESTE

-< CAPITOLUL 2 >-

-< "TABLOUL TARAMULUI LIBERTATII" >-

In timpul unui sezon fara de importanta in a fi mentionat,intr-un timp fara semnificatie de a fi luat in considerare,un taram al libertatii a fost gasit..
Aspecte ale creativitatii au rasarit din tabloul pe care acum cineva il priveste,conducand gandurile sa se exprime singure,creaind echilibru,iar in acest mod,intelesurile adanci sunt spuse,de la unul,catre altul...
O micuta poveste a inceput,astfel,in care un tablou fantastic devine real..irealul rasare la suprafata,si este nascuta realitatea...Un tablou,plin de culori,a fost descoperit,de unul ce acum priveste un perete,care,ieri,a fost gol,iar acum,e animat de un tablou...culorile utilizate de creativitatea cuiva,au o tendinta catre ce e luminos,gasit in galben..culoare de galben,ce aduce lumina pe tabloul caremcu o zi in urma,era format din schite iar acum,intr-un prezent,este plin de viata,prin culori...
Ce poate fi definit prin cuvinte,nu compara realitatea,cand cineva,ce priveste tabloul,spune aceste cuvinte:"ah,dar acesta e minunat"...in acest fel,prin cuvinte,este descrisa o armonie a culorilor,de la alb,la galben...
Cine priveste aceste dealuri acum,va vedea raurile..va vedea podul ce-a unit teritorii,despartite,din cauza apei...cine va privi muntii,vazuti in departari,acum,va vedea cerul dincolo de ei,dar,intr-adevar,prin linia orizontului...cine va privi la cei doi oameni,calarind ceaii negri,acum,va observa castelul ce reprezinta inima intregului ansamblu,si,in acest mod,toate sunt unite in detaliile tabloului,acum,descoperite de cel ce se uita la el,apoi,gasite de altul,ce acum il descrie..
Sa fie o fantezie,sau,o realitate?Sa fie o realitate,sau,ceva ireal?Dar,ce e real si ce nu e real,cand cineva vede dincolo de toate cele?!ce diferenta cineva poate gasi,de asemenea,altcineva,gaseste...dar,cine vede dincolo,nu vede nici o diferenta si,daca le-a observat,a fost pentru a le distinge,iar acum,cine a vazut dincolo de aparente,a vazut asa pentru a le armoniza..
In stanga,jos,taram de pamant descoperita,apoi,raul o desparte..dar podul le-a unit..echilibrul astfel a rasarit,intr-adevar..un pod de piatra,cu forma ca in povesti pentru copii,apoi,un taram colorat in galben,simbol al Pamantului...dealurile,isi au locul lor,muntii,isi au rostul lor,care este de-a incanta mintea cuiva,dorinta-i de-a cunoaste...iara norii,vazuti acum precum cei ce-aduc calm si pace,simbolizati de Cer,intr-adevar,isi au locul lor in a uni cele doua planuri,fizic si psihic..varfurile muntilor sunt gasiti in Cer,norii coboara pe Pamant..iar o cale a Dreptatii duce spre un castel in care trebuie sa ajunga doi pelerini..barbatul calatoreste in fata,dar calul sau are gura orientata in jos,catre Pamant,simbol al unuia ce conduce dar nu conduce...femeia calareste in spate,dar calul ei negru are gura orientata spre Cer,simbol al celui ce urmeaza,dar nu urmeaza...Barbatul,totul in zale,precum un Cavaler..femeia,in haine gingase ale unei Doamne si purtand o mantie lunga,semn al onestitatii..imaginea,astfel animata,completeaza tabloul,oferind al treilea plan,planul spiritual...Si-n acest fel,un echilibru a fost gasit,printr-un tablou reprezentatnd o imagine a libertatii,in care cei ce cauta Dreptate merg catre castel,sa o gaseasca acolo,dincolo de acei pereti..Si Dreptate vor gasi ei,intr-adevar,cand se vor gasi cu cei 8 copii..pentru asta,ei vor asculta cuvintele lor ce le vor arata Justitia celor ce-o cauta..de aceea,castelul e inconjurat de un mister,definit prin intrebarea: "Cine sunt cei 8 copii?"..Dar,precum fiece mister nu mai e mister deloc,cand e gasit ceea ce e dincolo,tot asa,intreagul algoritm este dezvaluit ochilor ce incearca sa-l dezlege...

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