Diego Velázquez, the greatest genius painter
A Secret Promise Between You and Me Oh, as I face you like this, I feel a rather strange sensation. Would you mind dimming the lights in the room just a little and leaning back deeply into your chair? […]
A Secret Promise Between You and Me Oh, as I face you like this, I feel a rather strange sensation. Would you mind dimming the lights in the room just a little and leaning back deeply into your chair? […]
A Secret Signal and the Door to Your Room of Solitude Oh, my dear friend—yes, you. How can I possibly express the happiness I feel, being here with you like this, just the two of us, exchanging words […]
In Lieu of an Introduction: Regarding the Trembling of Your Soul Look at me, won’t you, my dear? Yes, you, the one reading these words. I am right here, beside you, at a distance where I can feel your […]
The Secret of the Gaze That Pierces Eternity Peerless Lenses Into Your Solitude Ah, you—there you go again, wearing such a forlorn expression. Why are your shoulders drooping so heavily? You are the s […]
The Spring Gale and the Sigh of Venus Listen, you. Yes, you, sitting there staring blankly at the sky, so desperately lonely it seems there’s no saving you. Won’t you turn this way for a moment […]
On the Luxury Named Urban Solitude Listen to me, you. Yes, you, right there. At this very moment, aren’t you indulging in that spoiled, sentimental notion that you are the loneliest person in th […]
On Your Loneliness, and Its Quiet Neighbor Ah, you. You are standing all alone again today, aren’t you? Carrying a loneliness you can tell no one, in the corner of a dim room, or perhaps in the dead c […]
To You, Who Keeps Missing the Tail of Happiness Oh, enough with the furrowed brow! You are doing yourself a disservice. That beautiful face of yours is going to waste. Come a little closer, won’ […]
The Colors of Happiness, or on Noble Silence Hey there, you. Yes, you. I’m talking to you—the lonely soul tracing these characters with a faint, restless expectation, perhaps seeking some form of salv […]
The Colors of Happiness, the Tremors of the Soul Look here, you. Won’t you lend me your ear for a moment? No, no, there is no need to be so formal. Just settle yourself into that chair over there and […]