Personal Meyland

  Why a zebra? Beauty is part of their pattern It just holds a lot of meanings for me Lines, cracks, a jail within But those stripes create also flows They shape their body They make them exotic and unique. Even if they try to hide in their group They are beautiful individually Even if they rather being part of a social bond Their unity makes them stronger against danger But their individuality makes them special when noticed.   From dark skin to light stripes.   An animal can tell a story It can symbolize our humanity The chosen enigma For a person who need a way out.   The Zebra is my animal identity Which one will you choose to speak for you?   Sunday 16/8/20

  We hide ourselves in Art But what we discover in time is that we end up discovering ourselves: The most genuine version The one that feels vulnerable when seen. But what if uncovering you and expressing your stories You actually connect with more people than you thought?   We long for connection and the only way to find it is by being ourselves.   In my case, what it was an escape from reality turned into a need, A call for help from that whisper that needed to speak up, And by helping myself I turned around and saw the truth in people’s eyes. So when I portrait them I get all their energy, the intensity they feel. Seeing with other eyes through flesh and masks, through walls. It can be too much sometimes, Like penetrating in secret chambers. But in the end is enriching for me and for the person I see. That special connection I feel while creating it won’t go away Those feelings that person transmitted through their soul will remain ...

I have nothing else to give that my passion My purpose is my expression In the way I know better.   I have nothing left to hide anymore Pesimist may come and go But I won't let it sink me.   I will drink of my fears and I will turn it  into ideas that will safe me from despair of being afraid that I have nothing to offer.   Until I get back to my words and lines And I flow easily being driven by them Shutting my mind of shadows and self-doubt. And I remind me that need my creative self And I repeat me that only that way I can save me Release in the nature with pad and pens I will write about myself and draw my organic frame. I had the great luck and disgrace to be born this way. So when you disminish your path Think about you as a beautiful vessel That fills up with experiences and love Which will be needed to release of the fear Creating and connecting with other souls. We are more alike than we thought. So go there and let yourself be drawn Not into your fears but ...

I write out of overwhelming feelings in a time when I cannot literally stop thinking of you. Did I go mad? Not the kind of crush-passion-toxic madness. This one is different. It brings me peace and a sense of steelness that it feels unreal, out of this world. As if I was speaking to me all the time, walking with me. But with you as part of that experience. Quiet at times, chatty at others. I don’t need to fill the gap of silence. I won’t speak if I don’t feel like because we both know that, at that moment, we will be just immerse in our visions and minds. Maybe as a way to shut our thoughts down for a while. And even if you are not here, you are present around. I miss you but I don’t need you as a toxic drug. I just feel really well when you are around and I will make sure I drink all of your essence, living intensely your presence. And we will be living at the edge in a quiet, passionate way. Does it make sense? I am literally trying to make it because it’s all new f...

El brillo en tus ojos habla de plenitud y admiración, Y sin embargo también alberga melancolía y cierta tristeza. Por lo que ha de venir o por lo que se fue con el devenir del tiempo. La sonrisa en tus labios me llena de confianza y ternura, Y sin embargo atisbo cierto temor a la soledad y desamparo Que no puede admitir en un momento de total interconexión. Y de repente te pierdo entre tus pensamientos, Y de súbito estás confortando mis hombros cuando me ausento, Y es entonces cuando nuestras mentes se unen de nuevo. Tu caricia me transporta a la necesidad de cariño y deseo, Y sin embargo también me pide a gritos protección y aceptación Ante una persona que huye y se acepta a partes iguales, Ante un pasado que ha desaparecido por un camino nuevo. Tus palabras me transportan a tu mundo secreto y especial Y sin embargo me llenan a la vez de angustia y oscuridad De experiencias fallidas y desesperación encontrada entre líneas, De no saber es...

This text I am showing is an internal conversation with myself in which I am writing the ideas as fast as my mind think them. It's the second time I do this experiment and it amaze me more and more everytime because it releases inner ideas that I always had but they were hidden and forbidden to get out. Well, now it's time to release them freely and for sure they will lack power now that they don't haunt me anymore. Enjoy the experiment. <<   Night of the 12/5/20 Please, just tell me I didn't die months ago and I am now in 'what sort of world' chilling with you. I never felt this way, so happy and full. I never thought I could feel this way or be with somebody this way. And my mind keeps going back to the idea that I am imagining it. That I am still in a dream in which I cannot get to wake up. I'm drugged, I know, but I feel as I entered another world or a game, where I play a person that it feels different, superior. And it's choosing th...

Looking at the past I realized I don’t know me. I tried to be someone in the search of looking for myself but I didn’t actually fit well in that shape. Is like trying to get yourself in a dress that it feels weird in some parts of your body but you don’t know how to fix it. This time is being a huge opportunity for me to listen more carefully to what my instinct is telling me, my heart and my head. They don’t always agree but ultimately they are guiding me in the same direction. There are no opposite forces that pull me in different directions, creation different sides of myself. And maybe there are different sides of myself but now they are calmer and more aligned. Part of it I believe is because I committed to my dreams. I stopped my life for weeks even if I already knew my path to follow but I tended to look back in order to reinforce my decision. It feels right but still, it is not the only thing I need to do and the point of slowing down and listening and learning it...

I am not gonna give too much energy and thought to this. I already gave too much in my head and it’s really draining me. I feel like that weight in my chest increases every time that I know for sure that I am not seen by you the same way I see you. It hurts to nearly faint the fact that I keep falling for people I admire. And it seems that I love adding some difficulty to that admiration process or person who contains all the cool stuff I would love to be. The difference with women I admire is that I possibly would not get confused. But in case of a guy I almost tend to throw myself into their whole reality and then I look to my stuff and it’s all there unattended. Even if I realize about my feelings and I know for sure that I have a strong connection with you that makes me shiver from inside, I know that there’s always a risk I loose myself by “admiring” you. I cannot say “like” because it sounds as a really low emotion, but saying “love” it sounds really scary and...